The Principal 2

Chapter 15

I'm determined to finish this book
-June 2-
-Jessica-

So the next day I laid on the bed and thought of nothing. The door opened around the same time, I'm guessing as it usually did.

I didn't react as usual.

"Ready for round two," he says causing my heart to beat faster. Oh god no.

"I'm just fuckin' with you," I finally looked up at him. He had a towel and what looked like a pile of clothes in his hand.

"Do you want to shower?"

I nodded my head sitting up, "are you tricking me or is this for real," I skeptically ask.

"Jessica, I've never lied to you about anything, have I? Follow me."

I cautiously get to my feet. He is right though, he has always been straight with me, as much as I hate to admit it. I walk over to him carefully.

"Follow me," he says.

He starts to walk out of the room while I follow him. We twist and turn through the halls. I keep a look out for an escape, but I don't see one. He brings me to a large bathroom. He sets the towel and clothes onto the counter. I thank him as he walks out, trying to stay on his good side.

"My pleasure, Jessica."

I hope that there are more good days then bad days here. I can't have a bad day sandwiched between two good days. If the pattern continues, I will be screwed tomorrow. I figure out how to turn the shower on and set it to a comfortable temperature, I step in. The water burns the few scars I have developed. I grab the soap and start to cleanse my body, I clean myself several times in an attempt to feel less disgusting. I take the shampoo in my palm and start to lather it in my hair. I make sure to get ever strand, the dried up blood soon disappears as I put my hair under the water again. I brush my hands through my hair, aiding in getting the shampoo rinsed out. Soon when I'm sure it's all out. I grab the conditioner and start to put it in my hair. Hopefully he doesn't get pissed because I do take extremely long showers. Just thinking about having to face him again makes me want to vomit.

I sit down in the shower letting the water soak through all the crevices in my body. I place my head in between my legs. I let the whole situation sink in. A sob escapes my mouth, and soon I'm full out crying. I just think of everything that has happened and I pity myself for being so naive. The reasons he wants me are so fucked up, and I feel as worthless as I look.

And to think that people are helping him in this, just makes me realize how screwed up the world is. I let the water wash my sorrows away. I wish Niall, or anybody was here with me. I feel so lonely and broken.

I've been screwed over more times then I can count. I just want it all to end. I'm done with constantly crying. This is all getting old. I just hope this situation straightens out within the next month. It's controlled most of my life for the last couple of years. To think this all started a couple years ago is insane.

I feel like it was just yesterday when I was called down to the office. It just goes to show how fast life goes.

I mean I'm almost in my twenties already, I remember when I was just a little girl, I was 10 a second ago. Time is my enemy, it just likes to screw with me. I mean a lot of things like to screw with me. Soon the conditioner is out of my hair, but I really don't feel like getting out. He might hurt me more than he already has if I don't get out soon. I sit back down tracing my fingers through the water. I'll stay in here a little longer. I wish I could wash away all the emotional scars I have, but I'll probably have them forever, as a reminder of my shitty life. A set of loud bangs erupt from the door, maybe I should get out now. I've been in here for a good 45 minutes, probably. It's probably the only good thing about this place. I can just think about everything, and be calm for a little while.

I stand up and turn the shower off as cold air rushes into the shower. I quickly grab my towel and wrap it around my body soaking up all the loose water droplets.

I put my top on, I was not given a bra. I put the towel around my hair as I continue to put my pants on. Once my pants are on, I slip my socks and shoes on my feet.

I'm all ready, so I guess I have to leave and face whatever is out there. I open the door, the hall is empty. I walk through the halls looking for anybody, but it's completely empty. Usually something is going on in here, but it's silent. You could hear a pin drop. I don't know if this is some kind of joke, but I don't like it. It makes this place more eerie and creepy than it already is.

I find the room I was brought into where Mr.Smith gave me some food. I sit down at the table. I remember when I was just here a few days ago. I was pleasantly surprised with some food, which didn't actually suck. When I had the talk with him. I realize I could try to reason with him all I want, but it won't mean shit to him.

The door opens, and I hold my breath until I see who it is. Mr.Smith stands there with a smile on his face which freaks the fuck out of me.

"What do you want," I ask really not in the mood for his shit.

"I just wanted to see how you are feeling."

"Do you really want to know how I'm feeling. I fucking hate it here. I want to go back home and get on with my life, but I can't because you won't leave me the fuck alone. But if your wondering about my shower it was fucking fabulous, probably the only decent thing about this goddamn place," I yell at him.

He puts his hands up in defense, "take a chill pill babe," he says.

"Flashbacks of the first time he said that rush into my mind.

"I will not fucking chill out, let me go," I say growing more angry by the second.

"I'm trying to be kind to you."

"Yeah, kind to me my ass!"

I stormed out past him and searched the halls looking for my room. I finally found the door, I slammed it shut and ran to my bed. I didn't want to hear what he was going to say because I really didn't care. He just keeps spewing out shit that I do not have time to hear.

I bury my head into the pillow and let out all my feelings.

The door creaks open, but I don't look up.

***Im so busy td my fam is coming over soon and then I have a bday party. I'll have to spend my whole day tomorrow doing homework which is just the funnest thing ever***