My Name is Haley (soul eater fanfic)

Chapter 3

I walked out of the classroom pretty quickly. Dr. Stein watched me as I left. I walked outside, and along the sidewalk. I sighed and looked around.

I was walking past a building when I heard something in the shadows. I look down to see my pocket glowing. It was the Soul Binder, the rock that binds to your soul and talks to you. This one was telling me my dad is near.

"Shit." I say to myself, looking around to see if there were any people. No. Of course he would chose the one spot without people.

"You should watch you language." A man said in the shadows.

"So? What are you going to do? Hurt me more?" I say to the shadows.

"I just might." A man steps out of the shadows. A man I know. A man I call my father. I sigh and start to run away.

"Not so fast." The man grabbed my wrist.

"NO!" I scream in fear.

"Hm." He chuckled, turning his hand into a blade.

"PLEASE!" I plead. Of course, he ignored this beg. He sliced my already cut arm. I scream, as he rips of my bandages.

"These haven't healed?" He teased

"You know they won't! I still have some they you gave me when I was six!" He sliced me again.

"SHUT UP!" He yelled, slicing me again. He did the same with my other arm. I scream in pain, as he holds me against my will, beating me. He let my wrist go.

"That's enough for now." He said and vanished. I laid there, on the concrete. Someone rushed up to me. I quickly hid my bare arm from sight.

"A-are you ok!?" I hear a male voice say.

"Yeah..." I say though I'm clearly not. I was laying limply on the ground, bleeding to death. Did I look fine? I attempted to sit up.

"No. You're not." The kid my age helped me up. He draped my arm around his shoulder, to help me walk.

"I'm Kid."

"Th-thanks, Kid." I say looking at the ground.

"What happened...?"

"Uh....."

"It's fine if you don't want to tell me."

"No no. I guess I can tell you. I mean, you kinda need to you why I'm like this." I keep my bare arm hidden from him. I don't want him to see it.

"So what is it?"

"You see my dad......well....he did this...."

"You dad abuses you!?" He stopped walking and looked at me.

"Yeah."

"That's horrible! Lets take you to a doctor."

"NO! I uh...I know how to take care of it myself." I pull my arm away from him, and pull out some bandages.

I start to wrap my bare arm. Kid was looking off in the distance, as I asked him not to look.

"Why don't you want me to see them?"

"No one should see them." I finish wrapping my arm. "Ok."

Kid looked at me, "how long has this been going on?"

"Nine years now."

"Wow....."