When I got back to school on Monday I had about twenty people ask me about my face. I just told them I fell down a hill. By the end of the day I started to believe that was the truth. When I opened my locker at the end of the day I grabbed my keys, books, sunglasses, and phone. When I turned on my phone I saw I had a text message from a number not saved in my phone.
*Hey listen I know that Zack kid hit you I saw the bruise on your collar bone too. If you ever need someone to look after you I'm here."
I wasn't sure who that was, but I was going to find out. If it were someone from my school Zack could get in a lot of trouble, I didn't want that. Or did I? Oh well, I don't know at this point. I've put up with it for this long maybe this is what I deserve. I needed to find out.
*Zack didn't hit me. I don't know who this is so if you could tell me that would be great!*
I slammed my locker. I'm pretty sure everyone around me was starring but I didn't care. I walked down the crowded stairway and I felt like everyone was looking at the big gash on my face. I wanted to cry. I finally go to my car. Thank god! When I opened my door I started to get into my car and someone had shut it right on my foot. I looked up to see Zack crying. 'Why was he crying? Why did he come over to me? Should I say something or wait for him to?' I have too many thoughts. He walked over open my door and apologized for shutting it on my foot. He was still crying, but why?
"Listen if you came over here to bitch to me about how sorry you are. I don't want to hear it. We're done Zack."
I saw his jaw drop and he stared crying even harder. He really loved me didn't he?
"I'm sorry..." I whispered. He sat down on the ground right outside of car. I pulled my door to shut it and he grabbed the bottom corner to stop it. He got to his feet and whispered in my ear, "Watch your back bitch." and started backing away from the car. I closed my door and started up my car. I looked down and my phone was lit up.
*I saw him hit you. I feel bad! Oh and it's Niall Horan the guy you knocked over in the park the other day.*
I dropped my phone onto the seat next to me I couldn't talk to anyone right now. I took off out of the parking lot hoping to leave the pain and troubles behind.
I was finally on my road looking at all of the similar houses. I lived in a more expensive looking part of my little town. All of the houses in my neighborhood were decently big. Mine was a little bigger than my neighbors. I came from a family who had money. A lot of people think we got most of our money from my dads side of the family. But my parents work very hard to give my brother and me a nice life. Anyways that has nothing to do with what's going on. I walked in my front door and threw my keys onto the counter. No one was home so I got all of the snacks out and sat down on the couch and just pigged out. When I'm sad I eat. I quit cutting because I knew it wasn't healthy and it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. I had to replace that with something else, so I started to eat. I'm not heavy I'm actually thinner than most of the girls in my school. After a few minutes I was passed out. I was exhausted from not sleeping last night.
I woke up to screaming. I looked into the kitchen to see my parents yelling. My mother was crying and my dad's face was bright red. I was used to them fighting by now, I knew there was nothing I could do. My brother walked into the house through the kitchen door. He threw his backpack down by the laundry room and grabbed a water out of the fridge. I started to walk up the stairs to go to my room and I tripped over the pile of clothes on the step. I picked up the clothes I knocked over and finished walking up the stairs. When I got to my room I plugged in my phone and put my clothes away. I picked up my phone and giggled a little at my lock screen picture, it's a picture that says 'I'm Gucci, you are crocks.' It always made me feel a little better about myself. When I unlocked my phone it opened straight to my messages and I saw the on from Niall. I decided to reply.
*I know you were trying to help me but I don't need it. Thanks anyways. How did you get my number?*
I logged on to my twitter and saw My friend tweet "Haven't talked to Sam in awhile. Where'd you go? @sam568" I tweeted back "I'm sorry, I've been busy with school! Finals coming up in a few weeks. @kmfaye65"
My phone lit up and it was a message from Niall.
*That police officer gave it to me, he said he knew you. Sorry, I know you don't want help but I don't want any guy to do that to anyone. If you ever need help or anyone to vent to I'm here, even though you don't know me I am a good listener!! Hope everything turns out in your favor. Bye.*
*I do know the police officer so its fine. I know you just wanted to help but I've been dealing with this longer than you could imagine. I don't think I'll need help in the future but I'll keep your number just incase. You seem like a great guy so thank you for everything.*
For some reason I felt like he was being sincere, I doubt he was though. I might have to take him up on that offer. He was cute maybe I could text him and see if we could have coffee sometime. But I just broke up with Zack that would be wrong. I need to focus on my homework, but how could I when I had so much on my mind?
~~~~~~~~~~A/N~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey everyone!! I'm sorry for not updating yesterday! and sorry for the short chapter..... I'm really busy with sports! Tomorrow I'll have to update on my phone because I wont have Wi-Fi and it makes me want to cry! I hate going to my lake house.. Ill try to update everyday this week but I start school Wednesday! When do you guys start school? anyways the concert was great if you wanted to know!
Love you guys!
~~~KarlyXx
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FanfictionThis is a story about a girl named Sam who is abused by her boyfriend for much too long. Everything changes when she knocks over a blonde boy in the park. After confessing her whole story to him he promised to keep her safe no matter what. After tha...