the schools bad boy...

chapter four: leaving... forcfully...

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(recap of last chapter)
I noticed blake kept starring at me which made me think something was up. "will you excuse us?" blake asked his mother and quickly grabbed my hand and dragged me up the stairs.

we went into his room and he turned around and shut the door, grabbed his necklace that had a key on it, locked the door and put the key down the front of his pants.

"what was that all a- mpphh." he cut me off by crashing his lips against mine. he pulled away and said, "okay, my turn to talk. what was cara talking about a lunch when you didn't want to eat and she got all mad... is there something you want to tell me?" I looked down at the floor and blake grabbed my chin and looked me in the eyes.

"you don't have to tell me now but you will have to eventually." I nodded. I sat down on his bed and he sat next to me and pulled me on his lap. "well I guess I can tell you now but please don't say I'm sorry or pity me. it only makes me feel weak." he said he promised he wouldn't so I told him everything.

"when my parents were dating they accidentally had me and my mom wanted to keep me but my dad wanted nothing to do with me. he stayed with my mom because he had no where else to go so they raised me together. well technically my mom raised me and my dad worked so he could pay for her apartment. when I turned five I started to hit and slap when I didn't get my way but come on, every kid did that a some point in their life. so one day my dad said, "since you can hit and slap people so can I." and that's when he started beating me." I felt a tear slip from my face. blake wiped it away and stayed silent. I sighed. "then when I was about six he started beating my mom too. then when I was eight he beat her to death. l-literally. he got remarried and month later to a really nice lady and they had Mathew together. skipping a bunch of boring shit. my dad beat me, made me insecure about my weight, got an eating disorder. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep." then I laid across his lap and went to sleep. I didn't want to talk about it anymore so the best solution was sleep.

I woke up by the sun hitting my face. I turned and saw blake awake and staring at me. "you're a creep." I said. "ah. a cuutttee creep." he said. I giggled and buried my head in his chest. "okay so I haven't checked my phone since school and my parents might be worried about me so I'm probably gonna go home and tell them I'm alive." he pouted. "you'll see me at school." I said. "fine. you need me to drive you to your house?" I nodded.

~time skip~

we pulled up to my house, I thanked him and kissed him on the cheek and his face went red. I laughed and walked to my front door. it was unlocked so I walked in. I saw my dad sitting on the couch. "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?" he yelled. "I'm s-sorry, I was w-with a f-friend." I responded. "A FRIEND? YOU DONT HAVE FRIENDS!" then he slapped me. I was guessing "mom" wasn't home because he would never act this way when she was around.

he started kicking me I till I heard a bag fall to the ground. all of the fruit spilled from the bag my mother dropped. "how long has this been going on for?" she asked with tears brimming her eyes. "since I was 5." I responded which hit me another kick to the ribs and a punch to the face. my loving mother just walked right past me and upstairs. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WHY DINT YOU JUST LEAVE ME HERE TO ROT? YEAH THATS A GOOD IDEA!!!

after a few more punches and slaps to my face she came back down he a suitcase and ran out the front door. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!! PACK YOUR THINGS YOUR OUT!!!" my dad yelled.

I stumbled upstairs and packed my things which wasn't a lot, tied my suitcase to the seat of my motorcycle and drove to a gas station. I decided to text blake to see if I could stay with him.

me- hey can you meet me at the gas station in 23rd?

blake- sure is there a problem?

me- just get here quick

blake- omw

after about 5 minutes blake showed up and saw me sitting by my bike with my suitcase. "oh no." was all he said. he sat next to me and hugged me. I hissed in pain because he hugged my side which was where my dad kicked me.

he brought me into the light and saw the purple, green and red marks on my arms and face. he started crying and fell on his knees. "what wrong? you didn't do anything." I said. "exactly... I didn't do anything. I could've been there to stop him."

I sighed, "can I stay at your place till I find one for myslef. if you don't want me stay in at your place I can find some motel but I-" I was cut off by him kissing me. we broke apart and he said, "you're staying with me. just follow my bike." I nodded and followed him.

about 10 minutes later we arrived at his house. we walked up the stairs, he stopped and I ran into his back. "we have one extra room and it's next to mine. that's your room." he said. I nodded and went to that room. I got in my pajamas and crawled into bed. I let the darkness consume me.