My eyes flutter open, trying to process the amount of sunlight seeping through the blinds from the window. Stretching I arch my back kicking back the covers with my feet. I glancing over to the alarm clock realising the time. "Damn, its 8AM, I'm going to be late for school!" jumping up I run to my door, slightly opening it to give me a blurred view of the hall way. None of the other kids are here. I guess they didn't use their brains to check if I was up. I mean if I were them to be honest, I would only be thinking of myself. I didn't want to have to face punishment due to somebody else.
Seeing that the coast was clear, I peel open the door and strolled into the landing. "peace and quiet at last" Even though I knew id be in trouble for being late, I wanted to appreciate the peace. We hardly get it around here. Here I mean as in the orphanage. I've been here ever since I could remember. Its always hectic since there are always children arriving and children leaving. I guess they're lucky in a way. Nobody wanted the older kids, and since I was 16, I'd given up hope.
Reaching the bathroom I step in turning to swing the door shut when it rebounds swinging back open, Thumping against the plaster board dinting it. My heart drops, picking itself up beginning to race. Vaughn stands at the door, shoulders back, chest out, his chin up. His stance all together was intimidating... threatening. It was as if he almost purposely held his head high so that he would be looking down upon us. The weaker ones. "Well, well, well... look who's finally up" he says smirking taking a step towards me. I match him taking a step back. "I.. urm, aha I didn't think you would be here" I whisper trying to string the damn sentence together.
"Well I would have been at school, but Kristen had to rush off to a home appointment with some parents, and she said she couldn't leave you by yourself... so here I am" He raises his eye brow. I watch him trace patterns with his fingers on the edge of the bath tub until he stops clearing his throat bringing my attention to his face, keeping my head low but my eyes up. Watching, waiting for him to strike.
He steps forward again meeting my body, trying to oppositely match it, to my dismay my back reaches the rim of the sink, holding me in place. "And why am I here waiting for you!" he spits in my face "I'm supposed to be at football practice right now but now I'm here because you cant fucking wake up on time!" he whines gripping my hair as I flinch, wrapping my fingers around his wrist, trying to ease the pain.
"I'm sorry I must have slept through my alarm. I'm sorry, Please... please! I'm sorry!" I beg as he drags me from the bathroom into the hallway. Tears flow from the corners of my eyes as I know what's coming. "You need to learn that what ever you do impacts me Tyra!" He lands a swift punch to my ribs, knocking the air out of me. Wheezing, he straightens me up by pulling on my hair.
Pushing me against the bannister, he pulls my hair back, leaving my neck exposed. His grip becomes tighter, the strain of the roots on my head causes my body to tense. His breath fans against my neck. I can feel the gap between us closing, the heat from him increasing. His lips land on the crook of my neck, kissing roughly. "Vaughn please... st-op" my voice is shaky, braking just like I was. Piece by piece.
Suddenly he stops. Lifting his head becoming eye level with me. It was almost as if he was staring into my soul. He smiles evilly, releasing me of his grip. "Okay" he says simply and with that his hands land on my shoulders pushing my down the stairs. I tumble back landing in my head first as my body trails behind. My body feels each impact of the blows. Step by step, until I land on the cold, wooden floor at the bottom.
I shift my body trying to sit up right, out of the way of the stairs. Vaughn runs down with his bag in his hand. "Next time it will be worse. Don't test my patience Tyra." and with that he throws a set of keys at me, running out the house. Time to pick *myself* up, piece *myself* back together and get to school. It should be easy anyway. Its not like I aren't used to it.
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