Vanossgaming Crew One shots

IAMWILDCAT-Abstract

Before I start this is just want to say that this is one from one of my books called "Abstract". It's a work in progress but I made this oneshot based off of it.
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     "I'm sorry okay! Can't you see that! Do you think I meant to drop the fucking book!" I yelled at my father.

    "Don't speak to me like that bitch!" He said and raised his hand to slap me. The impact was hard and made me fall to the tile. I hit my head and spots started to cloud my vision. My mom just watched with a blank expression. Not like she could do anything anyway. She's mute... an injury from my abusive father.

     "Now that I've got my point across why don't you get up and finish your homework." My father said walking away.
 
~~~ Time skip brought to you by hotdogs.~~~

     I wake up to a splash of cold water on my face.

    "Get up Trinity!" Michael  (my father) yelled. Begrudgingly I stood up, wincing as my sprained ankle hit the ground.

   My mother came into my room and gave me a note.

    'I love you sweetheart please don't think otherwise.' It said. I smiled and hugged her tightly before getting ready for school. I walked into my bathroom and splashed cool water on my face.

    As I looked up I saw a dark purple spot on my cheek and a cut along my forehead.

    "Looks like I'm putting makeup on today." I said quietly as I applied a light layer of foundation.

    I walked out and back into my room and grabbed a purple T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. Over the T-shirt I put on a gray hoody to cover up the scars on my hands and arms. And no, I do not self harm. My father has just taken a liking into cutting and burning me whenever possible.

    I pulled my medium length blonde hair up into a ponytail and booked it out of the house. From where I live it's only about a five minutes walk to school so I wasn't in a hurry.

     As I walked into the school gates I saw my bullies waiting by the school entrance. I grumbled and pulled my hood up and hoped for the best.

    Before I could walk inside someone gripped my wrist harshly causing me to wince as they scraped a burn.

    They pulled me back roughly causing me to stumble and fall down, my books fell and all my papers scattered everywhere.

    "Oh look! It's the loner! What is she wearing?" Evan, a tall sort of muscular Canadian, said.

   "For your information I'm wearing clothes." I whispered. Him and his 'clique' laughed at me.

    "I meant on your face." He snorted. I paled at the thought of them taking the foundation off.

    "U-uh it's just a little bit of foundation." I squeaked. He gestured towards Tyler, a blonde with glasses, one of my worst bullies, and he handed him a water bottle. He poked a hole in it and I tried to get up, but Brian and Marcel held me still. Evan sprayed the water all over my face, getting it into my eyes and mouth.

    They gasped at my bruise and cut, but quickly made up scenarios and started taunting me.

    "Oh my! She literally beats herself up." They all laughed hysterically.

    "You all think you know me! Well you dont! You don't know anything about me! You don't know what goes on in my life! It's bad enough that you guys bully me! You don't even know what my dad-" I stopped before I said anything else. I broke free and picked up my papers.