The Rich Boy and The Mute Girl

Chapter 6

Rosemarie

During Lunch, Lissa introduced me to her friends. Christian Ozera, her boyfriend. Mia Rinaldi, Eddie Castile, Mason Ashford and Jillian Dragomir.

After a while, i was talking with my new friends like as if i have known them my whole life. I have to admit this is sort of new to me as it has been a long time since i have made friends.

After getting to know them, the girls force me to join the auditions for cheerleading. Shit! How am i going to hide my wounds from them? I panicked but i figure i could always use concealer.

Skipping to end of school

I quickly left the school compounds and went over to the abandoned dance studio i have spotted when i was wondering in the woods behind my house. It is not far from my house, about 10 minutes walk. The studio was very dirty and debris was all over the floor but after a clean up and repairment, the studio looks more lively. The one thing that amazed me was that there was electricity in the woods and the chandeliers still are working. The mirrors on the wall are also able to be hiden just by a click of a button!

As the studio was very big, i made a half of it my gym and work out place. I enjoy fighting and working out. Despite my injuries, i work out so that i could protect myself and be fit. I don't want to have a day where i can't help myself out of a certain situation. Though i dont protect myself from my father using skills as i know i cannot afford to be kicked out of the house.

Dancing have always sooth me and allow me to escape from reality, even if its just for awhile. You may think that how can i dance with my injuries wouldn't it hurt? Well the thing is when i dance, it feels like i have left this world and my soul have brought me to another fantasy world which means i can't feel my wounds at all.

I changed into my dancing clothes that i have left in this studio. Plugging my ipod into the speakers, i started to dance to Hurt by Christina Aguilera. I chreograph this dance many years ago as it fits the state i am in perfectly.

As i dance, many emotions and memories filled through me. I remember the things that my father would do to hurt me...

At the end of the dance, one question always appears on my mind... What did i do to de treated this way?

After dancing for a while, i did my homework at the studio before heading home to do chores and cook dinner for my father before he returns home from whatever he does but i guess it will be from the bar since he always reeks of alcohol when he returns.

Hearing the tires squeaking along the pavement, i knew my father was home. I quickly set his dinner on the table and went to open the door for him. He walked in, dropped all his things on the floor. Turning to face me, he gave me the usual beating and went to eat his dinner.

The same old ritual. He eats, drink beer, beats me and go to his room. As for me, i just stay at his back and call and clean up the place after him.

When i return to my room after attending to my new bruises, i dropped into bed, thinking about my ex-best friend. What should i do about him? Should i ignore him as per what i used to do? Or should i befriend him again? Many questions and doubts swirl in my mind and with these stress, i fell asleep...

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