Laura's pov
I moved my sore hands a bit and did some movement. When i opened my eyes ,they landed on the clock. It was 6:00 in the evening!
I didnt know how to ansawer mom. I tried to get up but my body begged to get some rest.
I was lying in my own blood that pooled around me. I felt quiet disgusted. I went to the bathroom,took a shower and wore long sleeved baggy clothes.
With the previous clothes that i wore,i wiped the blood and threw it in the laundry. I dont like make up so much.
I went downstairs with a rumbling stomach. I didnt eat for 1 1/2 days.
Mom was cooking as i sat there staring at random things. When she saw me she was shocked.
"What happened laura?!" She yelled. Yeah right its her habit
"I got beaten by strangers." I lied.
"What! Where was that brat that fetches and drops you!?" She asked.
I realised my mistake,i should tell the truth otherwise i will get my driver in trouble.
"Will you speak!?" She yelled again,
"M..om i got beaten up by school students." I replied looking down,
"How dare pick they hand on you! I will come to your collage tommorow,just prepare their graves before i reach." She said.
"Come with me." She ordered grabbing sore arm. I could only cry i didnt want her to know whats written on my arm.
She grabbed it hard and it started bleeding. "What the......." She stopped when she saw my arm.
"What happened to your arm?" She asked, agh this witch asks alot of questions like im at my interview.
"I got hurt." I lied.
"Show me." She demanded.
"No." I said stubbornly.
She ripped open my sleeve and was shocked when she saw dylans name. My dylan,my everything.
"Why did you write dylan here?" She asked anger was evident in her tone.
I remained silent.
"Speak up,you little mouse!" She said.
"Because i love him!!!!!" I yelled not knowing what else to say.
Her eyes shoot open."what?" She asked again rubbing her ears.
"Are you deaf? I said i love him,i love dylan." I repeated clearly.
"Go to your room brat! I will deal with you later." She said.
I wasnt scared of anyone anymore,but i was scared of the beatings.
I went to my window and sat there looking at the beautiful nature.
After a few minutes my door flew open. I should have locked it!
Mom came with a pipe in her hand. She ordered me to lay upside down.
She bashed my back so many times that i heard a crack. It was from the spinal colomn.
She slapped me across the face so many times. "Mom stop im sorry!" I yelled earning a smirk from her.
She came closer to me again and kicked me in my stomach so many times causing blood to oze from my mouth.
She kicked me in my face one last time before slammering the door shut. I was crying really hard now.
I wish i never met dylan. I wish i wasnt born. I wish i could live on the streets instead of living here.
I crawled to my bed and layed down. I am badly beaten since 2 days.
I guess its in my destiny to live a life of sorrow,hatred and pain. After crying alot i cried myself to sleep.
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