What is your family like? _______________
I read the question over and over again before deciding what to write down.
Normal, normal is what I wrote down. At least then they would then think I had a "normal" life, whatever that means. Thinking about my family made my eyes water. In fact, we weren't even a family, we're just people who "live" together.
"are you crying?" Alex laughs.
I wipe the tears from my eye, "no, I yawned" replying looking up from my paper.
We finish the questions on the pages (leaving some of which i am not comfortable with answering) and sit in a circle to discuss our answers.
Looking at their answers made me jealous, the description of their families, holidays they've been on, best present they've got, heck I haven't been given anything other than punches for the last 7 years of my life.
I look up sighing realizing they were both looking at me with confusion in their eyes. "what?" I ask, "your page isn't even half done" Matt exclaims turning the page over for me to see. "I know" I reply not knowing why it was a problem. "it only seems fair for you to answer them if we did" Alex smirks.
I sigh taking the paper back and looking at the missing answers, counting them out there's about 10 all up that I haven't answered. "well first things first my "family" doesn't celebrate any traditions such as birthdays and Christmas so I don't really get presents and stuff and I don't know when I was born. I don't really have friends sooo, I don't have any friends to put down oh and I have never been away from my house, does that solve any of the questions for ya?" I say huffing in annoyance.
"you don't celebrate Christmas" Matt pouts shaking his head.
Alex hits Matt up the head telling him that it could be a religious thing and to not be rude but then her turns his head towards me, "what do you mean you don't know when your birthday is, everybody should know even if you don't celebrate it"
The truth is I do know when my birthday is //obviously//, but I don't want people to make a fuss out of it and buying me things //even though they probably won't//.
"Nah, i dont bother with that type of stuff" i 'smile' back
The look on their faces told me they were curious but they let it go.
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About 20 minutes into discussing our answers (that really didnt need to be discussed) i excused myself to go to the bathroom.
Walking through the empty halls was peaceful, the only noise heard would be the outside birds chirping in the trees or just the sound of my slow foot steps as my vans hit the tiles.
Making my way towards an open cubical im pushed into the side sink hitting my right eye on the corner of the soap dispenser.
"Watch it loser" a girl who i recognize from the other day spits as she walks past with a familiar red head.
"Sandra?" I cough
She looks at me, sorrow in her eyes.
"Sandra, do you know this... this nerd?" The blonde asks
"What.. no.. no i-i dont" sandra quickly speaks.
"Good" the blonde speaksagain twirling her "straightend to many times barbie hair" around her salad fingers.
They both walk out the door leaving me hunched against the sink.
I move feeling the pain in my ribs start again as well as my eye that is blurred by my tears. I go to the toilet to do my business, wash my hands and wipe my eye making sure it doesnt look to bad.
My stomach will have to wait as i dont want Alex and Matt to worry.... //are they even thinking about me? , would they care if they saw what my dad did?' Would they care what i did to myself? // pushing my thoughts away, i stick a smile on my face and walk through the hall door and towards the two boys laughing at something they said. //probably about me// i think frowning but covering it up when i sit down in front of them, head down as i check my phone time.
"Took you long enough, thought you'd fell in the toilet" Alex laughs.
I look up at the two with a plain expression at their sillyness. Alex and Matts smile drops. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU FACE" Matt yells turning the attention to me as everybody stops what they were doing.
My anxiety creeping up on me because of the loudness and sudden attention, i grab my bag and run out the door and down the hall. I run out the front entrance and towards the small park. I reach the park sitting on the bench when reality comes back to me. Running wasnt the best choice.
With a pain in my chest that feels like im being ripped in half and my eye stinging like f**k i lay my head down on my bag and close my eyes dreaming of a place far away from were ill ever be ....... Jacobs arms.
Opening my eyes, the first thing that hits was that it was dark. //i guess Matt and Alex didnt try to find me, not that they'd care// i hop up from the wooden bench holding my ribs as i slowly walk home to were my father would be waiting for me.
Standing outside of the old rugged house in front of me, i wonder why i always come back. //"Theres nothing for me here, in just a waste of space, born in the wrong time and in the wrong place." Sounds like a song lyric, ill have to write that down later.// i think to myself.
Sighing, i decide to walk around the house and try climb up the tree and through my window. That wasnt the best idea.
Jumping inside my bedroom, without a time to react i was pushed into the wall by my father. "Thought you could get away from me huh" i yells pulling ne forward and slambing my back against the wall again. "No" i choke. "BULLSHIT" he yells before throwing me onto my bed before stradling me.
He leans forward placing a sloppy kisses up my neck towards my ear.
"We both know what happends when we misbehave now dont we" he whispers into my ears. Sobs leave ny mouth as he unclothed me and himself before ●doing his business●.
After he is done with his ●business● he yanks me by the hair pulling me down the stairs.
"Make dinner" he orders
I take out a pan for sausages and turn on the gas for them to cook. I then put 2 pieces of bread in the toaster to toast.
Making his dinner was hard knowing that he was staring at my naked, brusised body move and the kitchen.
After i had plated up his dinner he told me to watch him eat before having a shower and going to bed.
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Sorry this is sooooo late😂😂 i have been "busy" with anime and reading other books oh and don't let me forget school *cough cough* hell
I have started the next chapter but im stuck on ideas like do you want me to add Alex and Matts Point Of Views?? Maybe im not sure.
Maybe even a Dad Point of View
And how do you want me to write abuse and stuff
Detailed or like a ●did his business●
Anyway night
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The Bad Boys Street Fighter Nerd
RomanceI can't tell anyone about my life, how my father abuses me, how I've tried to commit suicide, how I'm an undefeated street fighter. Even if I wanted to tell someone they'd only just end up dead like Jacob. That's until a certain football hits me i...
