They say home is were the heart is, but what if your heart is so broken it can't tell if its home? They also say home is with family, but what if your family hates you? What do you do?-- me
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Homє ɰѧs һoяяıɞʟє, like always. But I'm grateful that it wasn't the three of them, my father and uncles I mean. I was barely able to handle my father, but he is on steroids so what can you expect, right?
When I got up the next morning my ribs and shoulder were the two main things that were sore, I think they were broken but I had to suck it up. This was my life, and I would either be dead or out of here within a few years. I can handle it, I have for years now...
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I decided to save myself the humiliation that is Anthony by walking to school. Not smart with my injuries but oh well to late.
As I get to school, Anthony's at the school doors waiting for Wade, the last to show up every morning.
I try walking past them without being seen, obviously Lady Luck wasn't on my side. She never was.
"May! Mind if I call you May, well I'mma call you that anyway. Are you trying to avoid us? YOU ARE, I see it on your face! That's OK, I'm not mad we can be pretty scar-" I stopped listening to him, I mean who talks so much?
"Have you ever been to a party? Holy shit, we gotta take you to one! I know this really hot chick who's having a party this weekend on South street, you gonna have so mu-" once again I drown him out, looking over at the other boys I see they are unfazed by all the talking. They must be used to it... Not me.
I slap my hand over his mouth and he finally stops, all the boys are watching now to see how this ends.
"Mobe da hamb befow I wick it!" He says loudly trying to be heard over my hand. I give him a 'really' look and he gives me a 'try me' look.
Sassy much
Than I feel it, a wet. Slimy. Streak of saliva run down the inside of my hand. My initial instinct was to pull away but I stayed strong and gave him a 'didn't faze me' look. Are they really that stupid, I'm not a normal girl, a little spit doesn't scare me.
Everyone laughs, it takes a minute to see they aren't laughing at me but at Dean. He glared at them but it didn't help.
I removed my hand, only to have him start grumble grumbling.
"If you wanted me to shut up you could have told me."
To bad. I don't talk idiot.
My goodness sometimes I just wanted to scream, it was frustrating, not talking. But I had to keep it up. The life they knew was a lie, the life I had was a secret. That was it had to be.
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A/N
Ok so I prank texted my mom into believing she had a date, witch was really mean and I feel guilty now so not only is this a guilt chapter but. ⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇⬇
This Chapter is dedicated to my mother because she nagged me to write it.
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