I quickly scanned through the last page of The fault in our stars as Janette, my adoptive mother was waiting for me.
"ALEXA! I'm waiting you know", she screamed from the bottom of the stairs.
"Coming Janette!" I always called her Janette, after 11 years I've never called her mom once, it wasn't that I hated her.. I just disliked her as she and Jerry -my adoptive father- would always abuse me if I "did something wrong"according to them. They would always psychially abuse me or verbally, sometimes both.I quickly closed the book, putting it on my bedside table along with my glasses. I ran to the bathroom, fetching my contact lenses to put on in the car.
I grabbed my bag laying on the floor and dashed out of my room and down the stairs. I sprinted outside just in time, because Janette was busy reversing out of the driveway, planning on letting me walk to school.
"One day when you're mature you'll understand what it is like to be kept up waiting. Jerry won't like to hear about this..." Janette spat at me as I got in the car.
"Yes Janette. It won't happen again," I promised.
"Well I hope so. Maybe then you'll be less of a disappointment," Janette said making me bite my lip to control myself from saying something to her that would lead to punishment.The rest of the car ride was quiet and awkward and I didn't pay attention to Janette when she was talking about an appointment she had later for an underarm wax. Gross.
We arrived at school and I quickly said goodbye, getting out of the car and joining my stereotypical clique... the cheerleaders followed by a string of guys trying to score some. Oh please.. As if.I patted out my cheerleading uniform, making sure of no wrinkles.
I walked towards Ashley who was practically hanging of off Derek her "boyfriend" or in other words.. her good-time.
"Hay bestie! How are you?" Ashley asked in a high pitched voice hugging me to death.. one of her strategies to show of her boobs by pressing them against someone and lowering her body so they push up. A low grunt was heard by the group of boys as her boobs were pressed against my chest, practically in my face.
"Hay Ash. How are you?" I asked over sarcastically. "I'm great thanks. You wouldn't believe it... Derek showed me the coolest trick in the janitors closet," she giggled while Derek replied, "I'd love to show you again babe," he said biting her upper lip. Absolutely disgusting. "Oh that's great. I just quickly have to go pack my locker. I'll see you after school for practise," I stated. To wound up with Derek, she probably didn't even notice I was talking to her.I quickly made my way to my locker where Adam was waiting for me, my abusive assh*le boyfriend who once kicked me out cold for breaking up with him. "Hay babe," he said checking me out, moving forward and kissing me. He tried using tongue but I refused to part my lips, and tried phushing him off of me. He pressed hard against my hip, a gasp escaped my lips as it hurt from bruises and he took this as an opportunity to use his tongue. Thankfully the bell rang and he stopped. "Lets skip school today," Adam said with a wink. "No thanks, I'm stressed about tests and I have to focus," I replied, walking away before he could threaten me. It wasn't really a lie, as end year exams were actually beginning in a weeks time.
I later received a text in class from Adam:
U will be srry for ditching me. After practice ur coming home with me (; -Adam
Trying not to let the text get to me, I turned my phone off and tried to focus on the English lesson.
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School was finished a few agonizing hours later and I quickly made my way to the bathroom changing into gym clothes for cheerleading practise. I neatly folded my uniform and made my way to the field where the guys were practising American football.We ran through a few routines while the guys were checking us out as we were faced away from them in our very short-shorts. When they started warming up, we had a break where we were forced to watch and cheer for the guys as part of "school spirit" and they would also sometimes shout and encourage us while we would practise.
When break was over Adam came over, telling me not to forget our apointment after practise. Adam was the quarter back of the team and usually used his strength against me when we were alone. "Of courses not," I softly replied.
After practise I quickly got changed and sprinted my way to Adam's car, not wanting to make him mad by being late. I waited a while when he finally arrived and he got in the car telling me to also get in.
He made his way to his house, rubbing the inside of my thigh making me very uncomfortable, but not complaining or else he would get mad and hit me.We arrived at his house which he shared with one of his teammates as his parents kicked him out of the house for smacking his mother in the face.
The house was small, only one story and two rooms, a living room and a small kitchen.
We got out of the car, him securely holding onto my hip.The moment we got inside he slammed me against the door roughly pressing on my hips witch quickly began to hurt from one of Jerry's previous beatings witch caused bruising.
"You're so sexy you know Alexa, I want you right now!" Adam said, pressing his lips against mine and devouring them with lust. I tried to push him off of me, but he wouldn't move a muscle.
He roughly picked me up, carrying me to his room and throwing me on the bed. I tried to scream but he punched me in the yaw making me shut up."Don't play games with me Alexa," he hissed in my ear. "I don't want this. You know that," I said in a soft whisper as my jaw was hurting.
Adam smacked the side of my face in the wall. He got up and quickly walked out of his room, whispering under his breath, "where are the condoms?".
He left the room heading for the bathroom.. He was trying to rape me.. how dare he?I quickly searched for an escape plan. The window.
I quietly got up, my head throbbing with pain. I unlocked the window, jumping out the window.. making a fast sprint across his backyard, not looking back, heading for the woods. Hoping the as*hole wouldn't find or chase after me.---
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