Bruised Inside and Out

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

It was only five pm and we still had three hours until we were going to Tamara’s party. But we had already started getting ready, Chantelle had curled my hair and I had straightened hers. She had the most beautiful ringlets but she hated them. She started on my make up, I winced with pain when she dabbed concealor on my cheek, it was so sore today although the swelling had gone down, thankfully. “Sorry Lex, I’m trying to be as gentle as I can.”

“Yeah I know” I said biting my lip.

I closed my eyes to avoid looking in the mirror, I could barely stand to look at myself.

After about 20 minutes Channy told me to look in the mirror, I opened my eyes and to my surprise the girl looking back at me was quite pretty, she had made my eyes really stand out and my lashes were long and thick. You could not tell that I had a hideous bruise underneath the make up. I jumped up and gave Channy a hug trying to hold back tears, I didn’t want to ruin all her hard work by crying.

Channy did her own makeup in about 5 minutes. What were we going to do for another 2 hours??

Knock Knock..

Mrs Sloan peeked around the door, “Oh wow, don’t you girls look pretty!”

“ Alexis, I’m just going to pop over and check with your mum that its okay you are going to this party”

“Uh, we can go Mrs Sloan, I need to get some things anyway and I will get my mum to call you let you know, if thats ok?”

“Oh ok yes that’s fine. Im just going to heat some dinner up, so it will be ready when you girls get back.”

As Mrs Sloan shut the door, I turned to Channy, “I really don’t want to go over there, but I don’t want your mum to incase he’s drunk again”

“I’m coming with you Lex, it will be ok”

When we walked inside the house, it was quiet, and I let out the breath I’d been holding. I could hear the tv going and walked into the lounge to find my father laying on the couch watching  it. He looked at me and his eyes burned through me, then he saw Chantelle standing beside me and he smiled. “ Hi girls! What you bimbos up to?”

Like always putting on a big front because theres someone else here.

“We just came to ask mum something” I said wishing I didn’t have to speak to him.

“She’s not home,  she went shopping, what did you want to ask her.”

“Um, uh… I cant really remember…”

“We needed to ask her if we could have her recipe for her pumpkin scones” said Channy.

She was such a saviour.

“Doesn’t matter we’ll come back later and ask her” I said quickly turning and walking out of the room.

“Bye Mr Fielding” said Channy

We ran back across the paddock and stopped on the step to figure out what we going to do,

“I will just text mum and tell her to call your mum and tell her its ok for me to go.”

I pulled my phone out of my pocket just as it beeped with a new text message.

Dad: Wipe that shit off your face, you look like a slut.

Arrrgh, I blinked back tears as I texted my mum. Why couldn’t he just  leave me alone.

Channy and I ate dinner and my mum called and said it was fine for me to go.