Not good enough

1. Childhood misunderstood

Saturday 1:10 pm

I wake up, on my bed and the memories from last night flash reminding me the pain , the scars and the tears that were shed all because of one person , and one person that is  abusive to me . I get up and run to the bathroom throwing up the remains of what made  me sick . I grab a bandage roll and wrap my arm and my waist after cleaning the scares.

Flashback

"You stupid , worthless , piece of shit no one asked you to be alive , and does it seriously look like I ever wanted you ? You were a mistake , you are a waste of money , energy and oxygen!" my drunken father tells me and whips me with a crowbar with each sentence , pain hits my hip then my back, tears filling my eyes , trying to show no pain.

"You should be dead! " he yells and knocks me out from hitting me with a cooking pan

End of flashback

I open my door slowly walking down the stairs as quiet as possible , the smell of the alcohol fills the room , the wreched smell making me get a headache. I look around for my father and I see he has passed out on the couch. I walk back up the stairs , getting dressed into new clothes, ones that could hide all my bruises an d marks .

As I went back down , I see the way my house looked , the smell , the mess , my father passed out , the beer bottles everywhere , this is how I lived, and I'm used to it , ever since my mother left my father has been like this .

I left the house and see that everything began to get blurry , so I went to get coffee and head to my aunts house and she lived far away , which gave me enough time to drink my coffee.

*2 hours later*

"Hey aunt Beth , how are things" I hug her.

She hugs back " I'm well love , how are you ?"

"I'm okay I guess" I reply.

Then all of a sudden a tall boy walks into the room ,focused deeply on his phone.

" Lisa this is Jake , he is my best friends son, he is moving to the neighbourhood so he is staying with me until he can find an apartment" she introduces which makes me blush.

"H-h-hii"I stutter

"Hello" he chuckles and looks up, then he notices the bandages  on my leg and points at it .

"Woah, What the hell happened to you ?" he  asks with such a rude tone and he then looks me. 

" Oh no I just , fell down the stairs" I lie.

" Yeah right clealy someone did this , and that scar could not have happened because you fell of the stairs  ." he looks into my eyes,

 I didnt know what the hell to say

... ...

" Well , um Lisa , it was nice having you here but your father might get a bit angry because of the time." she walks in giving me a hug and I wave to Jake.

I leave the house with Jake staring at me as I walk away , what was his deal?

*1 hour later*

I arrived home and again ran up to my room, and locked the door behind me , I knew my dad wasn't home , so he was probably out drinking with some bimbos.

Sunday 1pm

I woke up with the sound of my phone ringing, it was an unknown number , it was strange to see someone calling me .

I answered and I would never guess it would be the one and only Jake.

"Hello?" he said first.

"Hi"

" Lisa , um Beth is making me do this so I can make new friends or whatever, but uh , do you wanna show me a diner somewhere some time? Oh and Beth told me about those bruises and your dad." He whispers at the last sentence.

"Okay fine , yes I lied about the stairs , what did my aunt tell you ?"

"We will talk about that when I take you out , today , later, yes or no?"

I was flattered yet annoyed.

"Yeah sure what time ?"

" Meet me at Beth's house at 7 , and we need to talk" and with that he hung up.

I blink and look at my phone and chuckle.

What did he want to talk about ?