Mistreated, Misplaced, and Misunderstood. (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 6.

CHAPTER 6

I walked down the halls today. Keeping my distance from her.

I know that she would be happy with him, not me.

She has been clinging close to him ever since I told her I was gay, and that I liked her.

My next class was study hall, and she was in my class, well aw crap then! Might as well go.

My hair was in front of my face again, clinging onto my eyes. Blinking slowly to get it out.

I walked into the classroom, placing my books on the table, across the room from Anna.

She looked up as I did, giving me a sorry sort of look.

I avoided her gaze as I put my book in front of my eyes, slowly turning the page ever so often, pretending to be reading it.

The shade provided by my hoodie made me cool, every now and then, shivers would go down my spine as a sweat drop carefully makes it's way down my back.

The sound of footsteps made me stare up.

It was her.

"Hey." She pointed to her table. "Come sit with us."

"Um, I... Sure."

They smile that warm smile that would make me feel warm in the south pole, despite the chilling winds and snow.

"Guys, is it ok if Spencer sits with us?" Anna asks the others at the 'popular' table.

"If I intrude, it's fine." I whisper to her as they all mumble in agreement.

"No, come sit." She insists.

"Ok wait!" I say, still in a whisper, pulling her away from the table, outside the classroom. "Is this just about me admitting my love for you last night? Or is it just for me to stand out of the group and give me the biggest chance in the world to embarrass myself? Because if it is I'm..."

"No it is not! Trust me!" They say in a whisper.

Come on Spencer, keep it together. It's just one time.

I take a deep breath breath and slowly walk over to the table.

All eyes are staring at me as I sit down.

"Spencer." They all say in sinc, which was creepy. "What is that on your arm?"

"Crap!" I whisper, pulling over my sleeve to my hoodie. They were all pointing to my gash on my arm. And guess who put it there? My dad.

My mom was talking to him outside when he came to visit.

Right after the tree lighting, he had been waiting for us in the driveway.

He wanted to have me live with him! I hated him, and I never want to be with him.

When she said no, he got very mad.

He started to hurt her and I mean like hit and punch.

So I went out and punched him in the face and said,"If you ever, ever touch my mother again I will not hesitate to chop your head, clean off your body!" The last words came out as a scream.

I had never been so mad in my life.

He got so mad that he pushed me onto the wall, straight on a nail, tearing my arm open.

"Spencer! How did you get that?"

When I didn't answer she picked up her voice from a whisper.

"Tell me!"