Chapter ten

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SAM'S POV

How could my mom do that? I was gulping down tears and I got ready for school. Why? I hate to say it but I loved her even if she wasn't the best mom. What did she do?

Calm down Sam and go and fix your makeup. As I fixed my makeup, I straighten my blouse-like shirt and pulled my blue skinny jeans up. I was actually proud of how I cleaned myself up. Sky said he was going to pick me up from school tomorrow. I'm giving him another chance, he's too nice to me to throw away.

Walking out, I grabbed my stuff and walked to school. Going in, I saw that my little group of bullies didn't even look at me, and Justin, dare I say it, blushed a little when I passed him. I wonder what happened... maybe they are just too tired to do anything.

Elliott was in the hall. He looked half drunk to be honest. He didn't do his hair so it was a sloppy wavy brown mess all over his head and his clothes were a little wrinkled but what really alarmed me was how he was drinking his coffee. Just like it was liquid vodka. I guess he can't handle sugar very well.

Going in to first block the teacher seemed angry today and I completely forgot about my homework. Well there goes my good day!

"Guess what class? Due to an assembly we have to push back going over our homework until tomorrow." I wanted to cheer in joy, this day is clearly working out for me!

"Please leave your stuff here and line up for us to leave." I was last, like always but I couldn't help but walk a little bit more confident then usual.

Amanda's POV

"Chloe, baby we can't do this in a school bathroom! That's disgusting!" Chloe sighed. "I just want a smoke, okay?" I snatch the cigarettes from her and put it in my purse. I love Chloe. Chloe openly admitted she was bi, and I'm a lesbian. Right now the love of my life is in a relationship with Justin who hits her and hurts her but she doesn't want the school to know that she's bi so she won't break up with him. Justin is clueless to me or Chloe's true sexuality.

"Chloe, I'm going to ask you something and I want you to answer it honestly." She dropped her cool girl act for the girl I love. "What it is?" Her voice soft and sweet. "I just want to know if yo-" She gasped, interrupting me. "What are those?" She whispers looking at where my sweatshirt sleeve had risen. "No-nothing." I mutter. She gently grabbed my wrist but I pulled away so she grabbed my wrist harder and yanked it towards her before rolling the sleeve up. Looking at the marks on my arm that my father had marked into me. "Why is whore, slut, and other horrible words burnt into your skin?" I let out a shaky breath before looking at my feet. She gently lifts my face to meet her eyes. I watched as a tear escaped from her eye. "It's your father isn't it? He starves you and whatever money he saves from not feeding you he donates to the church right? For that program? Why did he do this though?" I didn't say anything expect start to sob. "I'm sorry Manny! I'm so sorry! I wish I knew earlier so I could help you!" Chloe pulled me in for a hug and I buried my head in her shoulder. "All this time Justin and I have been making fun of you for eating so much at school when in reality that's the only thing you have been eating! I am so sorry!" We stayed there and cried for the rest of the block.

Elliott's POV

I was drinking too much coffee. Actually I just found out my mom has exactly one week to live before the cancer completely takes her. During first block I did, I knew they were going to call and if I didn't have a class I would be in tears. My real parents were killed by a drunk driver when I was four, I survived the crash and I was adopted when I was nine by a lovely lady who didn't want to get married and didn't want to deal with a husband. Typical cat woman. She just, gosh, she just can't. I love her so much, everything I love either dies or leaves me.

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