The Girl Who Cried Save Me

Chapter 3

I woke up the next day and immediately took a quick shower since I was feeling sore from the night before. Emily would be arriving tomorrow night. Then I would do everything in my power to make it the best time we've spent together before I'd...before I'd end it all.

I changed into a random band tee, black hoodie and the first pair of skinny jeans I saw. Then I straightened my hair and pulled on Vans. I sighed to myself as I slung my backpack on. I honestly didn't want to face Matt and Trent at school today.

But hey, I also wanted a loving family and look what I got, I thought bitterly. I walked downstairs where I saw my dad grabbing his keys, and my mother and sister chatting at the table, eating breakfast.

I kept my head down as I walked out, not wanting to face any of them. I was almost to the sidewalk when I heard the front door open. I turned around and looked at the door. My Dad was standing there, looking at me with an unreadable expression. At least he didn't look mad.

I quickly put my head down as I turned around. A crackling of thunder spread across the sky and small droplets of rain were falling. I sighed, great.

Nonetheless, I began walking.
"Um, Jessica", I heard my dad say. That was weird. He usually never spoke to me unless he absolutely had to. I slowly turned to him as the rain poured heavier and colder. I pulled up my hoodie so my hair would stay straight and not become a wavy mess.

My Dad was standing there, biting his lip, looking troubled. I just stood there, waiting for him to speak. He sighed. "Never mind", he muttered and went to his car. What did I do this time?
I began walking my journey in the freezing cold. I didn't want to take my skateboard because I hate shoving it into my locker. My Dad's car drove passed me and I glanced at him. He looked...upset? Wow, did I really ruin someone's day by looking at them?

My thoughts were a a jumbled mess in my head as I approached the school. Then I mindlessly sat through all of my classes. I felt like a zombie. I probably looked like one too. I didn't get any sleep.

By lunchtime, I hadn't felt any better, or any worse. I paid for an apple and water and sat alone in the very back of the cafeteria. Most students would usually eat lunch outside but its raining.

I saw Matt looking at me with a disgusted glare and a smug smirk. I cringed and looked away, nibbling on my apple. My black eye had only swollen more. My lip was still busted. I had some bruises on my cheek. Makeup wouldn't help.

I found myself walking home once again in the cold. Luckily, Matt didn't bother me today. He just glared at me and smiled smugly with Trent. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself.

It was cold today. And I, unlike other people, didn't have loving parents or siblings to drive me home. No sir, just 'family' that hated me with a passion. For no good reason.

I would have laughed out loud if I wasn't already at the doorstep. I jingled my keys and stepped in. My mom was at work today, she got a job working as a receptionist somewhere. Did she tell me that? No, I overheard them talking about it because nobody ever talks to me, unless they want to tell me how much of a disgrace I am.

Ashley was probably with her cheer squad or something. Maybe her boyfriend. She always had new boyfriends. And my dad was at work. So that meant I had the house all to myself.

I sat in my room and did homework for a while. Then I decided to walk around, looking for something to do. I saw pictures hanging in the living room. There were some of my mom and dad together. Some of them with Ashley.

Some were of Ashley when she was a baby. Her school pictures. I saw one of Ashley and my parents at Disneyland. But none of me. Like I never existed. The upside to this is that it won't be hard to forget me. I think they already did.