HELP ME FIX MY BROKEN HEART

Chapter 5

Carla's POV

I left school a lot later than normal driving home I thought about how interesting my first day was.  I could not get Miss Young out of my head.  She was beautiful, funny, and she had a personality which was surprising.  She sure shocked the hell out of me when she hit that shot.  But I guess that's what I get for being a little cocky.  As I turned in to the driveway I noticed my dad's truck was already home.  "Shit" I mumbled under my breath and ran inside the house.

I found my dad laying on my bed and when he saw me I saw anger flash through his eyes. "Where the fuck have you been." he yelled. 

"School and basketball practice dad, I told you yesterday school started again today." The next thing I knew I am holding my face blood dripping out of my nose.  I was more shocked than hurt, even though my dad loves to have his "fun" time he has never slapped or hit me which I was thankful for until now. 

"Don't you ever talk back to me again, I am your father, do you understand me."  I was still to shocked to say anything, then I'm being thrown into a wall, my elbow hits hard against my window and shatters the window.  I look up and my dad is charging at me I don't know what the fuck to do I've never seen him like this.  He picks me up by my hair and throws me on the bed, he rips away my shorts.  I have learned now not to even move or try to get away, because it never works.  I try not to cry while dad is having his "fun" but this time he is different he's screaming and yelling, and he is being a lot rougher than usual he is actually hurting me.  Once he is done he gets off of me and spits in my face calling me a worthless piece of shit. Great.

I try to sit up but my whole body is hurting.  Fuck! How am I going to explain this shit.  I drag myself to the bathroom and turn the shower on.  I slid down the wall and start crying, "What the fuck did I do to deserve this shit." Then my demons kick in. "Worthless, pathetic, I cant even believe you would think Miss Young likes you, she just feels sorry for you. Cut, cut cut cut,"  "OK" I scream I grab my razor blade and slide it across my skin watching the blood seep out.  I do this multiple times to my arms then get in the shower.  I hear a lot people say they hate getting their cuts cleaned after cutting because it hurts the worse, but me I love it, the more pain the better.  Once I get the cuts cleaned up, and myself, I get out of the shower, I can hear my dad snoring which means he is passed out for the night thank god.  Time to eat, homework, then bed.

"Fucking alarm." As I send it flying across the room once it hits the wall it stops beeping.  I don't want to go to school today.  I already know it's going to be hell.  Becky  is not going to take to kindly to all the shit that happened to her the yesterday.  Maybe I'll just stay home.  Then Miss Young came into my mind, I could definitely go through all the hell just to see her right.?  I crawl out of bed still sore from last night, I could barely stand up straight from my side killing me.  I got into the bathroom to fix my hair and notice a black eye. "fucking great."  The only way to hide that shit is by makeup or sunglasses. I decide to go with sunglasses.

I'm standing at my locker checking my Facebook and twitter accounts.  WAM! "Fuck." I yell and drop my phone grabbing my hand, the next thing I know there is a hand around my throat holding me against the locker.

"You little bitch you think what happened yesterday is over you have another thing coming." The next thing I know I'm laying on the ground holding my stomach, I can feel someone hitting my face but I can't concentrate on anything but not being able to breathe. 

I hear some yelling, "What the hell, OMG Becky stop get off of her."  I see Miss Young pull Becky off of me and Mrs. White right behind her.  Mrs. White grabs Becky's hand and leads her away.  Go figure she doesn't even check on me.

I can see someone kneeling beside me and I feel a soft hand on my face, "Carla can you hear me, someone call an ambulance." 

Shit, "NO" I scream, I jump up way to quick and loose my balance, Miss Young catches me before I fall. 

"You need to go to the hospital, you are hurt bad, you may even need stitches." she says. 

I just look at her. "I said no I'm fine now let me go."  I try to push her away but she continues to hold on to me.

"Well at least let me help you to the bathroom to help you clean up." she says.  I honestly didn't think I could walk to the bathroom myself so I just nod my head.  I think I sort of blacked out from the pain, because the next thing I remember is being sat down in a chair. 

I looked around and noticed that I was in Miss Young's room.  "This is not the bathroom." 

She just looked at me, "No shit, but you could hardly walk and since your being so damn stubborn I brought you here so sit." She quickly snapped at me. I just ducked my head.

Miss Young came over to me, "Miss Young I'm so..."

"Carla please call me Miranda when nobody's around, actually the Miss Young thing still freaks me out."  I just grinned.

"Ok Miranda thank you for your help and I'm sorry I'm being stubborn I just don't need to go to the hospital, I actually feel much better and think I will just go home and rest for the day. I will be back for practice though." 

She just looked at me curiously. "For one you are not driving, two there is no reason for you to come back because you will not be able to practice, and three where did you get a black eye from."

I looked at her strangely knowing she means the one I got last night, "I just got my ass beat you saw that, why wouldn't I have a black eye." 

She just glared at me, "There is no way that you just got that because you can obviously tell its been there for a few hours now talk." 

I stood up quickly, "Fuck you Miss Young, it's none of your god damn business.  Now thank you for saving my ass but stay out of my god damn personal life because it's none of your concern got it." 

She looked shocked and hurt at the same time.  She just nodded, "Got it" I actually thought I heard her sniffle and break up a little bit but I didn't care why the fuck did she have to be so nosey.  I made my way out to my truck and left.  I knew I shouldn't have came to school today.