The Girl with no colour

Chapter 5: What I see

Naomi's POV:
I look at my mother and she slaps me, she starts yelling like a mad woman forcing my loving father to kill me. I don't want to die, my mother puts a gun in my fathers hand.
"DO IT!" She yells loudly.
"No, I can't kill my own daughter!" My father yells back.
"Then I will do it!" She takes the gun out of his hands and points it at me.
"Goodnight, my daughter!" She pulls the trigger then...
I wake up, it felt so real. I get up and look around, no sign of my mother anywhere! Usually she wakes me up, and when I mean wake me up, it means she slaps me in the face. I don't know what I've done to deserve this, my father never does this to me. That's why she acts like a loving mother when he's around.

I get out of bed and yawn, I'm still so tired! Do I have to go to school? Well yeah, of course I do! Unless I want to get beaten by my mother all day...
I walk to my closet and I pick out a gray shirt with black stripes, a white jacket and some black leggings.
I look in the mirror and I realize I have a small bruise on my chin, now I have to make up the story for this one! What about I tripped and fell then a rock hit my chin, seems believable.

I walk down stairs to the kitchen and I see a note, I look at the note and it says:
Hello my precious daughter, your mother and I will be out for a couple of days doing something. I left you $300 on the fridge for you to buy food and the things you need. Feel free to visit your friends house if you need, just make sure your not out to late.
Love,
Dad.
Hmm, I wonder what they're doing? Anyways, no mum for a couple of days! Yay! So now I can go to Joey's house without my mum stalking me! I wonder what Joey is thinking right now? Probably about how my mum almost kidnapped him, I can't believe she was about to do that to just a random boy that she doesn't know! For once I can actually feel how it's like to be free, and not be slapped first thing in the morning.

I eat breakfast and I pack my bag, then a couple minutes later I'm on the sidewalk, walking to school. It feels like a massive weight off my shoulders, although I still have one huge one still on there...
All of a sudden I hear someone say my name.
"NAOMI!" Yells a voice.
I look behind me and it was Joey, I thought he wouldn't come near me because of that Incident last night...
"Hey, wait up..." he huffs and stops to try and catch his breath. I stop and look at him, he's bent down and huffing trying to catch his breath.
"Are you okay?" I ask looking down at him.
"Y-yeah, just n-need to catch my b-breath" he huffs.
He catches his breath then stands up straight and looks down at me.
"What happened to your chin?" Joey asks, he has a closer look then I push him away.
" I tripped and there was a rock where my chin fell." I looked down trying not to itch.
"Really?" He asks in Curiosity.
"Yeah" I look up at him so it looks like I was telling the truth.
"Okay then" he shrugs his shoulders and starts walking.
"So, what happened last night? I saw your mum slapping you, why's that?" Joey asks.
"It's because I got home late..." I lied.
"Really! So your mum slaps you in the face!" He looks at me in confusion.
"Yeah..." I look at him and then I look back down.
"Your mother is really harsh, is she always like that?" He asks.
"No" I lied. "The reason she slapped me is because I was late to my grandparents dinner..." I lied, again.
"Hmm, my mum wouldn't even slap me for that!" He laughs but he stops as soon as he sees me not laughing with him.

As we enter the school, I ask Joey something.
"I thought you wouldn't want to talk to me, because of last night..." I say looking down.
"Why would I not hangout with you?" He questioned. " It was you mother that chased me around town trying to kill me, not you!" Joey explained.
" I-I guess so..." I smile and look up at him. As we entered the school, the bell rang. I ran to my locker and took out my art book then I ran as quick as I could to class. Joey did the same thing, except he grabbed a different book because me and him are in different classes. Now it's time for 2 hours of  torture...well it's better then being at home with my mother.....

Thank you for reading Chapter 5:  What I see! For the next few chapters your going to be in Naomi's POV (Point of view if you didn't know what that meant) now if you have any suggestions or ways to improve the story, please private message me. Remember to vote and comment your thoughts on this chapter! Remember to have fun reading. 😄