Trampoline Boy

Ch 19

Edited/

Jessica's POV

Everything has been so much calmer since I've been talking to harry. It's been two days since he last texted me. I gave him my Snapchat and he added me but hasn't sent anything yet. I'm still forcing myself to lay low and let him text first.

*later that night*

I walked down the side of the dark road, glancing up at the bright stars above. A silent tear escaped my eye and dripped down my cheek. I sniffled and kept walking, ignoring the cars zooming past me.

Why do the worst things always happen to me? It's like as soon as I get better, the world just comes crashing down again. Fuck my life. I'm so sick of people and their bullshit.

I reached my house and tried my best to sneak in unnoticed. I didn't sneak out to actually go anywhere.. I just needed a walk. It felt good out. If I had a reasonable aunt and uncle then this wouldn't be any real problem. The thing is, they are psychotic assholes. So I'd rather just stay away from them all together. If they never see me then they can't get the chance to yell at me.

Soon as I shut the door all I heard was arguing. Constant yelling and noise. The harsh smell of liquor invaded my senses and I felt sick before quickly adjusting to it. My heart rate picked up as anxiety once again set in at a steady rate. My head got thick. I hate this. This house. Everything about it. It makes me sick. I can feel the disgusting tension in the air. I only have to walk through the hallway and I can make it to my room and pretend like I was asleep the whole time.

I walked slowly and silently, placing my feet carefully. I skillfully avoided the different spots in the old wooden floor. I've learned over time which parts creak and pop. This house is disgusting. I swear I see mold on some parts of the walls. The smell makes me gag. I'm just happy that it's not bad enough to make me smell.

Almost there. Only a few more steps and-

I froze, cringing as I was forced to watch the small table, which I did not see in the dark, fall relentlessly to the floor with a loud crash. The arguing stopped abruptly and footsteps started heading quickly my way. Shit. shit. shit.

Why the hell did I not remember there was a table there!? I'm so screwed now. All I could do is stand and wait for what's to come.

Two figured stood before me, and I stared anywhere but at them. Why now?

"What the hell are you doing!?" My so called uncle yelled right in my face.

"Nothing," I mumbled. Why should I have to deal with this?

"Where did you go this time? You weren't doing anything stupid were you?"

"I was just taking a walk," I continued to stare at the floor, anger slowly growing inside me.

"Were you out sleeping around with some boy? Doing drugs!?" Okay now he's making no sense. I managed to bite back a scoff when he stumbled to the side a little and grabbed the wall for support. He's beyond drunk. I looked to my aunt for some sense of comfort but she looked pretty pissed and dazed at the same time. They must have been fighting all night.

"I'm sixteen! And no, I've never done drugs and never will!" I raised my voice only a little.

"That's not what I asked! Now answer my damn question!" He continued to scream. My aunt only stared off, thinking about who knows what.

"What are you talking about!?" I was getting really frustrated now.

"Did you take the trash out like I told you?" He growled. He was trying to be scary but it damn sure wasn't working. But my anxiety was getting the best of me with all the yelling and I was starting to feel the tears come back involuntarily. My heart was beating crazily fast.

"No," I stated trying to keep myself calm.

"What do you mean no?" He narrowed his eyes. "You don't say no to me! Get your little ass in your bedroom right now," he yelled. I noticed the little cursings that he mumbled afterwards which only made the rage inside me boil faster.

"Gladly," I huffed turning to quickly walk out, but rolled my eyes when he continued to bitch about me 'having an attitude'. I actually don't have one right now but I'm damn sure about to if he doesn't shut the hell up.

He continued to scream and cuss and I reached the point I just didn't care anymore. I quickly turned, surprising them both. I had made up my mind and there was no turning back now. It's time to do what I've wanted to do for a long time."Fine! If I'm such a bother and a disgrace of a daughter then ill be sure to never bother you again!" I screamed.  I already knew how this would play out.

"Oh so what? Now your leaving!?" he waved his arms around like a fucking idiot.

"Yes," I stated. "Do you not understand how much you've ruined my life!? You have destroyed everything you worthless piece of shit! You're just a drunk asshole who is blinded by ignorance and selfishness!" both of them looked very taken aback by this. Neither of them have ever heard me cuss openly to their faces before. Its something I've wanted to get out for so long. For a second I was sure my aunt was gonna hit me. Too bad he beat her to it. I felt a hard cold slap across my face before I was slung to the ground by his tight grip on my arm. Now that surprised me. I never thought he'd actually hit me. The tall lady stood next to him looked just as shocked as me. Neither of us had a response.

"Get the fuck out of my house," he spat. I smirked.

"That's the plan," I muttered turning to head out the door. I'll just sneak in my window later to get some essentials. I better make my dramatic exit while I can. I almost didn't notice the nonstop flow of tears pouring down my burning hot cheek.

I only made it about three steps when I felt him yank me back to the center of the hallway by my arm. Ugh. So close. "What the fuck you think you're doing!? I told you to get your ass to bed. NOW." Damnit. I started to protest on how he just told me to leave but didn't have the energy. My rage was gone and I was left with deep sorrow and a true feeling of loss. I will not live here any longer.

After shaking him off I walked quickly to my room and shut the door. I thought momentarily about locking it but decided against it. If they tried to walk In and it was locked, it would start up a whole new fight.

I laid silently in bed, not able to sleep at all. The more I thought about what bullshittery this is, the more mad I got. I'm not staying here.

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