Fallen Trees

Chapter 2

The day went by fairly quick to my surprise , it never usually does.
I absolutely despise Heworth high, I hate it here.
I had a few incidents today.. The usual for me, same old same old.
I had another group of girls come up to me today and torment me , mock me , make fun of me.
And it really brings Me down, I try to stay optimistic about everything , but as days go it only gets worser , and... I've really been thinking, I just want to end it all , my problems will wash away and I won't have to go through this anymore, my family hate me , everyone at school hates me.
I just dont fit in.
I'm a tiny helpless tree In a forest of large trees.
Im the odd one out.
with my head in my arms leaning against the table, at the back on my own, the bell alerts me that school has finished and disrupts me from my daydreaming. The entire time I was constantly asked questions and targeted by the teacher , obviously noticing me zoning out every now and then , and when I didnt know the question ( due to me paying no attention to the class as my thoughts were elsewhere) shed start shouting , causing The majority of the class to start laughing and sniggering to one another at me.
I sighed relieved I can finally go to my forest.
Its not actually mine , but im the only one who ever respects the place and treats it well and the only one who ever goes there. Everyone else , if there's anyone even walking through , which is very scarcely , treats it so disrespectfully , and I'm disgusted In how they treat such a beautiful and fascinating place.

I grab my bag from beneath the table and put it over my shoulders. Waiting for the class to exit the classroom and leaving last , the teacher shooting me a dirty look , I just glared back at her and continued out the door.

Feckin' snob..
If only she knew..

Even the teachers hate me..
My work has been really lacking for sometime , I actually used to be top student, respected by everyone, intelligent.. And then everything changed and at home.
And it all went down The drain.

I walk down the 2 flights of stairs , watching everyone rush far Infront of me , rudely pushing and shoving each other out of the door, and im positive that i go to an insane asylum for a school.

I begin walking the opposite way to my house , crossing the road , walking down a maze-like alley and turning right. , walking out onto a peaceful and dead street that had approximately 5 houses , and 2 round the corner where the road ended , and it was earily quite, per usual. I crossed over another road , took a short cut through some closed in trees , that i could just about fit through, and walking into another small secret alley and eventually ending up at a small gate , and hoping over it , this is where the forest started , behind the houses , and it wasn't exactly accessible and not east to go to. I decide to walk over to my tree hut right in the centre of The forest , that my brother helped me with to build. A wide smile appearing on my face , but instantly dropped remembering...
My brother had been sentenced to life in prison 4 years ago, when i was 12 , and he was 19, my father ( Instantly gagging at saying 'father' he was no dad to me) falsely accused him of raping my mother and abusing her, when deep down we all knew it was my father that did so, and who was hurting our mom,and still continues to. My dad forced my mother to stay quite about it , or there would be consequences and told me and my mother if we said anything about it , hed hurt us both , possibly even kill us , being a 12 year old that I was , utterly fearing for my life and me and my mothers safety, I said nothing in court and to the police, when they asked for my point of view , I knew my brother wasn't guilty , but I stood and watched him handcuffed and taken to his cell , dumbstruck , stabbing myself inside for not saying anything , and saw my brothers last look on his face , begging me to speak up.
But i didnt.
He hadn't done anything wrong to our mother , he wouldn't even hurt a fly. All along it was my farther , but after my brother threatened him to say something about ehst he was doing our father got real pissed and accused my brother of doing it and not him.
And that was the last time i saw him.
I've never loved someone as much as my brother , he cared for me deeply and i cared for him to , he protected me and stuck up for me. Looked after me when our parents didnt , and all around , was the only person i bonded with in my family , and the only close relationship , and he was taken away from me , along with everything else..
Realizing i was crying heavily i quickly rub my eyes with The soft , cotton  sleeve of my jumper , wiping away the majority of my tears. Finally ending up before my tree house , and looking up , pained. I slowly gripped onto the scratched and damaged pieces of wood sticking out and clinging onto the top , heaving myself into the hut and looking out the crooked window.
I laugh remembering my brother attempting to make it straight but only ended up making it worse , I attempted to help but we only ended up dropping paint on each other. The though of this made me randomly burst out with hysterical laughter and weeping slightly again. But stopping instantly when I heard someone else loudly crying from a distance. Curiosity killing the cat , I jump from out of the tree hut landing with a heavy thump on the floor , and begin running quickly ,the leaves rustling and crunching slightly beneath my every step, but not making much noise as a Normal person would , I run around Alot in the forest and me and my brother used to play tag,  and practising  my sneaking skills , running about 'gently' trying to make as less noise as possible. I tried to not make as much noise and not to startle whoever was crying. I slow down my pace as i see a figure in the distance. I get closer and hide behind a tree, peering out slightly from behind the huge tree roots, noticing a fairly tall but not much taller than me , girl with very pretty blonde hair , and looks to have dark blue eyes, standing and crying, her head lowered slightly... But with a knife held to her kneck. My breathing  instantly increading as I begin panicking , I get up and go to help her but stay behind the tree , having a major panic attack at what i was witnessing, I couldn't bring myself to jump out and stop her from harming herself , after what seemed liked forever of debating  what to do and the possible consequences  , and pacing about slightly , I pounce out at her just before she went to bring the knife across her neck , I clip the end of the knife with the palm of my hand hissing out in pain as I feel it cut straight into my skin in the centre of my hand , and falling to The floor loudly banging my knee against a small stump and scratching my injured hand across the rough floor and wincing In pain , the knife whizzing out of her hand to the floor. She screamed slightly , shaking and stepping back , frightened to death at what happened. My vision went blurred slightly but slowly gained it back after a few seconds. I see her face expression change immediately , looking extremely pissed off and picked up the knife again and pointed it to me
"WHY, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING , ID ALMOST WORKED UP THE COURAGE TO FINALLY END IT ALL , MY PAIN AND WORRIES LEAVING ME FOREVER , AND YOU RUINED IT" she screamed and began crying again.
My eyes fluttered open more , aware of the knife pointed at me and her edging closer. I scramble up slightly from laying on the floor and shuffle up a little with my right hand stabilising Me and my right leg pushing myself back , my back ended up pushing against the tree and i was unable to get up because of how much pain not only my leg was in but my hand to.
Shit.
Was she going to kill me..