Forever ((ON HOLD))

Chapter Two:

Chapter Two:

   Its not everyday someone new comes into our ghetto neighborhood so I of course wanted to make a good first impression.. or at least make the one I already created better. I stood there with my mouth wide open, gawking at him, but not because he was covered in my vomit, but because he was smoking hot! 

"Uhm...," He cleared his throat, still not moving from his position.

I snapped out of my thoughts which were consisting mainly of, Hopefully he falls in love with me and we move away together, far from Jack, but then i remembered what was going on around me. My first initial reaction was to clean him up, but since we are in the middle of nowhere, I simplified. I reached over to one of the nearby trees, yanked a couple of leafs, and began cleaning. He didn't seem that bothered, which only made me believe even more that I was hallucinating.

"Why aren't you freaking out? I could have poisonous vomit!" I asked him, while finishing cleaning the vomit.

"Yeah 'cause people totally have poisonous vomit, and I have a younger brother, who thinks vomiting on me is fun.."

"Oh.."

I rarely communicate with people because Jack thinks they will give me the idea of running away but I responded by saying he's the one who gives me the idea, which at the time I thought was a good comeback. My back still hurts from the beating he gave me soon after. I remember going to school that day and everyone bullying me because I was limping and having to spend the rest of the day in the restroom crying silently to myself.

"Hey are you okay?" The boy, who's name I still don't know, asks me, looking concerned.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be?" I replied, pulling off my best poker face.

"Well, for one you're crying"

"I am not-," I cut myself off as I touched the bottom of my eyelid and came back with a moist finger. Damn how many times is Jack going to make me cry today?  

"Who's Jack?" he asked me.

"Jack... He's uh H-He's...I cant tell you-," i didn't get to finish my sentence because the boy cut me off.

"You can trust me!"

"You didn't let me finish, I was going to say i couldn't tell you here..,"  I said with emphases on the 'here'.

"Oh then lets go to your house" He suggested.

"NO! are you crazy?!" I whisper-yelled.

"Why?"

"Ill tell you if we go somewhere more private.."

"I think we are as private as we can get, you know since we are in the middle of nowhere but as you wish, lets go to my house"

"Okay"

He moved one of the branches that was hanging over and a path appeared.

"Wow I've lived here all my life and i have never noticed that path" I mumbled. 

We continued moving along the path and removing other branches that were blocking the path. As we were almost out of the woods a thought struck me, Why am i trusting him so easily? He didn't appear to be the type of boy who you could trust. He was wearing black skinny jeans that were surprisingly not sagging. He had a light jacket on which was the color of blue but was now light brown. His eyes were an intense brown that made it seem like he was mad at the world..

"We are here," He said looking up at his house.

It kind of looked like my house, if you subtract the duck tape around the windows, the hole in the porch, the green moss that was beginning to grow around the walls, and the front lawn which only had a couple patches of grass. Yeah, my house isn't the best..

"Great so what do you want to know?" I asked him while sitting on his porch swing.

"Everything.. start with the beginning"

"Well i used to have the perfect family, picnics at the park, going to the beach, and all that family stuff you do but when my dad got into a severe accident and passed away, my mom turned to drugs to 'take away the pain' and began sleeping with every guy she could get her hands on. She dates some of them, but she manages to pick the worst. Her last boyfriend, Ross, would try to get me to do drugs with him and go to clubs even though I'm underage. After my mom got bored with Ross she found Jack.. H-He is by far the worst..He raped me when my mom wasn't home and beats me when i don't do something right. Every time he hurts me, its a different method. Locking me in the basement for days, burning me with end of his cigarette, cutting me with the knife, and choking me are some of them. He's the reason why i cant trust anyone, why i don't have friends, and most of all, why i see a glass of water half empty instead of half full..I-I have to wake up every morning not knowing if ill survive the day, but I've decided that Id be happier dead and yes, i have tried committing suicide but unfortunately i failed. I-It just hurts.." My Voice cracked stopping me from continuing.

"Why don't you tell anyone?"

"I told you didn't i?"

"No like the cops.."

"I-I don't know..," i lied.

You see, his best friend is a cop and who do you think he'd believe? Jack..

Don't you just love life?

 

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After talking with the boy, i learned quite a couple things like his name is Jonathan, his Dad left his mom when he was 12, not knowing she was pregnant, and He just moved here.

"AGH WHY AM I SO ITCHY?" He yelled, taking his sweater off and scratching himself all over.

My eyes widened when i saw the red patches on his skin. I covered my mouth to prevent myself from whimpering. I pointed at his skin with shaking hands almost fleeing from the room.

"Wait.. What type of leaves did you use to clean me?" He asked, looking at me intensely.

Oh my.. he was allergic to the leaves!

And i thought things couldn't have gotten worse..

Hey Guys sorry I took a while to update but I didn't really know if you wanted me to.. and sorry the chapters are short, I cant seem to make them long! xD but anyways i'll try to update soon (if you guys want!)  (: