Don't take this out on me.

Chapter 5 - "It's okay"

I finally start to doze off again, shaking the memory of the nightmare from my mind..

"I'M SO SICK OF THIS, ITS OVER. YOU NEED TO DIE." HE YELLS AT ME, SLAPPING MY FACE AS I SCRAMBLE BACKWARDS.

"STOP..." I WHISPER, TRYING TO PUT AS MUCH DISTANCE BETWEEN US AS I CAN. HE JUMPS FORWARD, KICKING MY STOMACH UNTIL I START COUGHING.

"NO, STOP!" I YELP, TRYING TO WIPE MY MOUTH AND SEEING BLOOD. SHIT... HE FINALLY BACKS UP A BIT, LAUGHING AS I TRY TO STEADY MY BREATHING AGAIN.

"TOLD YOU THAT YOU WOULD LEARN YOUR LESSON YOU LITTLE BRAT." HE GLARES. HE STEPS FORWARD TO KICK ME AGAIN.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE HURT HER AGAIN!" I HEAR SOMEONE YELL. DAD TURNS AROUND TO FACE HIM.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? AND WHY ARE YOU HERE? THIS ISN'T YOUR BUSINESS! LEAVE NOW!" DAD BELLOWS AT HIM.

"MY NAME ISN'T ANY OF YOUR CONCERN," HE SNEERS, "CMON, LETS GET YOU UP. IT MIGHT HELP THE COUGHING." HE SLOWLY PICKS ME UP, WINCING WHEN I WHIMPER QUIETLY FROM THE PAIN.

"I'M SO SORRY, DID I HURT YOU?" HE ASKS SOFTLY, HELPING ME STAND UP.

I SHAKE MY HEAD, "IT'S OKAY," I MUMBLE, LOOKING AT THE FLOOR AS I AVOID HIS GAZE.

"ITS OKAY, I WON'T HURT YOU. I SWEAR I WON'T, " HE SAYS IN A SOFT VOICE, HOLDING ME UP AS I TRY TO STEP FORWARD.

"SHIT..," I MUMBLE, GRABBING MY STOMACH AS I FEEL PAIN IN MY RIBS. HE LOOKS AT ME ALARMED, STEADYING ME AGAIN.

"SORRY,ITS JUST MY RIBS," I SAY QUIETLY, FINALLY LOOKING UP TO SEE HIS FACE. DANG HE'S TALL. I STUDY HIS EYES, SEEING A MIX OF GREEN AND BLUE SWIRLING TOGETHER AS HE LOOKS BACK AT ME WITH WORRY ETCHED ON HIS FACE. MY GAZE TRAVELS UP TO HIS MESSY DARK BROWN ALMOST BLACK HAIR THAT LOOKS LIKE HE'S RAN HIS FINGERS THROUGH IT TOO MUCH. I BLUSH SLIGHTLY, NOTICING HIM STARING AT ME AND I LOOK AWAY QUICKLY, HEARING HIM CHUCKLE QUIETLY. I LOOK AROUND, REMEMBERING THAT DAD WAS JUST HERE.

"WHERE'D HE GO?" I ASK, LOOKING BACK AT THE GUY. HE SHRUGS. OKAY THEN.... I MOTION FOR HIM TO LET GO AND I TAKE A SMALL PAINFUL STEP TOWARDS MY ROOM. I LOOK BACK AND NOTICE THE GUY IS GONE, BEFORE TURNING AROUND AND WALKING SLOWLY INTO MY DARK ROOM.

What the hell?? What kind of dream was that? How the hell did I end up having 2 nightmares in one night? I slowly sit up, wincing when I feel the soreness in my body from yesterday. I get up, seeing new bruises all over me.

"There's no covering this up... I guess I'll wear my hoodie." I mumble, looking around my room for my black and green hoodie. I grab it and check the time before rushing downstairs and out of the door. I keep my head down, trying to avoid being noticed by anyone on the way to school. I grab my stuff from my locker and rush to my first class, knowing that they can't mess with me there, not in front of the teacher.

I sit down and start looking over last night's homework that I didn't do. I start it and I'm almost done, "last problem," I mumble, starting it quickly.

"Aw look, little emo bitch didn't do her homework. " I hear a voice say as my paper is ripped out of my grasp. I look up and see Lindsey and Logan standing in front of my desk again.

"Give that back." I tell her, looking at the paper in her hands.

"Did you just tell me what to do? Did she really say that Logan?" Lindsey screeches at me then looks over at Logan. I sit still, watching her curiously as she glares at me.

"Calm down baby, I'm sure she didn't mean anything by it." Logan soothes, smirking slightly.

"Are you taking up for her??" Lindsey yells, glaring at him.

"Of course not babe but there's too many witnesses." He says to her, watching her reaction. She huffs out an angry breath but drops it anyways and goes to her seat, glaring at me silently. I listen to the lesson, still feeling Lindsey's glare on me.

Class finally ends and I rush out the door, keeping my eyes down as I try to avoid Lindsey and Logan. I run into something, falling back on the floor with a yelp, feeling my ribs start to hurt badly again and clutching my stomach. I snatch my hood back over my head and slowly look up, seeing the same guy from my dream. My eyes widen and I watch as he looks down at my body still on the floor. I slowly try to stand up.

"Shit...." I mumble as the pain in my ribs flare up even more. I bite my lip, forcing myself off of the floor. I finally glance up at him again, seeing him stare at me in shock.

"What?" I mumble, looking away from his gaze.

He doesn't say anything at first.

"Are you okay? You ran into me pretty hard," He questions me, looking pointedly down at my stomach that I'm still clutching.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Sorry I wasn't watching where I was going and I accidently walked right into you." I ramble, blushing slightly. He chuckles lightly.

"It's fine. You sure you're okay though, I can take you to the nurs-" he starts saying.

"No!" I yelp, shaking my head, "I mean, no, I'm fine. It's okay. I don't need to go," I stated, not looking at him. I turn to take a step away, biting my lip against the pain it causes. I take a slow step forward, feeling him grab my arm. I flinch away slightly, inwardly wincing as I think of how much he's seen already.

"No c'mon I'm taking you to the nurse, you're hurt enough." He says, tugging my toward him slightly.

"No I'm fine! Just let go!" I say, trying to get out of his grip. He watches me, his eyes noticing pretty much every move I make.

-------------------------------------------Okay so, 1081 words so far. I'm pretty proud lol. Hope you like it