Un-awaken truth of reality.

CHAPTER 5

****LEE****

Confusion, irritated and disoriented. These we're the three emotions I was feeling right now. My mind felt abominating hot, as if I had had waves of lava rushing one side, to another. I somehow felt like my body weighed a tone, the more I was succeeding in pretending, the more I felt like I was being piled with more problems. I miss my old self, miss laughing and having fun.

Sigh, that was history, I need live in the present and my present isn't the most enchanting, admireable thing in the world, but I guess need to be grafeful for what i have because some people don't have anything at all. I left school 10 mins ago, I could not deal wiith all this nonesense and foolishness, I didn't deserve friends or someone that could love me. I'm born to be alone, I should be alone. I just really wish I had my parents here to look after me, to love me for who I am; to tell me once in a while they love and are proud of me. Apparently that's too much to ask. This sort of thing infuriates me, I dewell over the past, I think of the what if's but i know theses types of things will never happen to me but I can't stop thinking about it. Forcing, myself to divert my mind from these fantasties, I was embracing myself for what I had to face at home.

My body is already aching,it still hurts from last night. I'm surprised people at school don't see my burises and scars not that i want them to, it just shows how much humanity is left in this wonderful earth. If I ever saw someone hurt like me I would certainly go and help them because at the end of the day everyone is human and has feeling, they can feel pain they should try and reduce their pain. I probably sound like a real weirdo or stupid moran that has absolutely no idea what she is saying but everyone ignore the truth simply because they are scared of the consequences. Sigh, who am I to speak? I'm the hopless school girl that contanstly gets abused and that can't say or do anything simply because I'm scared myself, i guess im just a big fat hypocrite.

I was 5 mintues away from my door when a strange black,sleek car popped up beside me making stop. As, i stood their admiring the beauty of the glisterning BMW, with blackout windows, slowly they started to unroll, revealing a very concerned Niall .staring back at me with his head bought to 90 degree angle. A, panic arouse when I saw, who was in the designated diver's seat, I was bewildered to who I saw... The stupid teacher. Simply, ignoring them I forced my leg to move.

The cold air was rushing through my hair, I could feel the tension in the air swirling its way back and forth but my mind was still bustling towards the car. Forceble, I compelled myself to think about what's going to happen at home, I quickly pulled out my phone to check what was the time. HOLY CRAP, the screen shined 5:00PM, the more I stared at the screen the more I thought the horrfying screen was mocking me, for all the pain I will suffer at home, I'm 30 mins late. I could feel my palms sweaty, my heart was hamming so hard that I literally thought it was going to explode out of my body.

Taking, a deep breath, I ran so fast that I was out of breath within minutes, my legs were aching and I could feel a stitch slowly creeping in, maybe I'm getting too fat that's why I'm out breath:mental note exercise and diet more. A wet substance covered my thighs slowly travelling down my legs, I knew it was blood the cuts were opening up, I guess I'm use to, I will have to extra careful when I have clean up, getting them infected would not be a good idea as I can not go to the doctors, I could not let people see them but as well uncle would not let me.

I slowed my pace down when i reached to the door, my back was slithed with sweat, as gross as it sounds it wasn't because of the running but, the fear that was killing me inside. I was afraid as hell, seriously, last time I was late, uncle got me by the hair which ripped most of my hair out then with one aggresive strike he pushed me down the stairs, sending me tumbling down. By, the time i got to the end of the stairs blood was gushing down my foreheadto top that I could hear my heavy steps of uncle, making his way down the stairs, I could feel him stop in front of my curled body, unexpectedly a big force collided in my tummy, he repeated kicked me in the tummy until I was unconcious. I really didn't want to got through that again, that was the most painful experience. Hesistatingly, I slowly placed my palm on the door nob, i was embracing myself for what to come. Taking, a deep breath I turned the door knob and entered in.