Silently

Chapter Two- Wildflower

Chapter Two

People think that it's weird I sit alone, they always talk about how they would hate to sit alone and have no friends. Personally I don't really have a choice, I used to hate it at first but I've grown to like being alone. It's peaceful and relaxing, I like to draw and write at recess and lunch and it's a lot easier to do so away from the noise of the other students. Today however I was not alone, Sam followed me to my spot under a tree outside the school. I had to be alone, he couldn't be here, but I couldn't tell him that I just had to ignore him and hope he would go away. So I sat down and continued on with a drawing I started yesterday, the silence was calming although it did not last long because Sam spoke,

"I heard some people saying you don't have a tongue, I don't believe them because if you look closely you can see you rolling your tongue through your teeth," he said while looking at my lips.

I looked up at him surprised he noticed the action I did while I was concentrating on something. His eyes were still on my lips and without thinking I licked my lips. I immediately closed my mouth and pressed my lips together while trying to calm my breathing.

"You have a tongue piercing?" he stated but it sounded like a question.

I glanced at him for a second before continuing with my drawing and trying not to think about my punishment if Brett ever found out what happened today. Sam broke the silence again five minutes later, God! Can't he just be quiet for ten minutes.

"You're very pretty you know," he said.

I didn't look up at him but I could feel his eyes boring into my head as I blushed a bright red. He chuckled at me and once again it went back to silence.

The bell rang and we both hurried off to our last classes of the day. I had math and English and it looked like Sam did too. He walked next to me all the way to our classroom and sat next to me. Why is he doing this I thought to myself.

The whole of math I could feel his gaze on me but I didn't dare look. Why is he looking at me, oh what do I know he's probably thinking what a freak I am. Once again the bell rang and distracted me from my thoughts.

Sam walked with me to English and sat next to me again, why, that's all I want to know but I can't ask, I can't speak, not to him, hell I can't speak to anyone.

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The last bell rang at the end of our painfully boring forty minute lesson signalling home time, great I get to see him.

I made my way out of the school and headed towards my house. I checked the time and sighed, I'm going to be late and he's not going to let it go either.

I walked up the driveway to my sad looking house and unlocked the front door. I was immediately hit with the stench of alcohol and cigarettes. I quietly made my way towards the stairs but of course I didn't go unnoticed, he saw me and he was drunk, and angry.

"YOUR LATE YOU LITTLE BITCH!" He screamed in my face.

I winced at his harsh tone and mumbled a sorry, but of course a sorry isn't enough for him. He slapped me with so much force that I fell to the ground. The stinging sensation burned my cheek but was soon replaced with the pain of my hair being pulled. I got up quickly trying to lessen the pain but I was only knocked down again and kicked in the stomach several times. Then he left, like he always did, I didn't even know where he went but I was left lying on the floor in pain. I was used to this feeling and I hated that.

I slowly got up and headed upstairs to my bathroom to clean myself up. I stared at my reflection, the girl that stared back at me looked weak, sad and empty. I never used to be like this, I hated what I had become, and it was all his fault.

I washed myself and fixed up my wounds. I let down my hair and brushed it out then put on my pyjamas. I made my way to my window and opened it stepping out onto the roof and jumping down on to the garbage bins then the ground below. I made my way towards the woods and walked till I reached the field, I laid down in the middle, surrounded by the wildflowers and just stared at the stars above.