Chapter 8_Undress Me

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All night I've been tossing and turning , I hardly got any sleep . I couldn't stop thinking about them .

I never thought Taylor would ever be interested in me . His a flirt and comparing me to all the other girl's he's been with , well , there isn't a comparison . They are basically models compared to me and well , I feel really special being the one he actually likes .

It wasn't long after William went inside that Taylor came out saying he needed to leave . He promised to text me today if I decided not to go to school . I haven't decided yet . It's only 6:45 and I'm not sure if I'm ready to go to school . I don't like being pitied and I have been speaking to my class teacher about this last syllabus we're doing and he gladly sent me an email on exactly that . I do however have a partnered biology assignment and I have no idea who my partner is . I could always ask William though .

I sit down on the sofa and close my eyes imagining myself being anywhere but here . Everything is so quiet and dead . There's no life , no warmth and no love here . I miss the sounds and smells that would come from the kitchen when she used to be around , before him . A loud knock on the door makes me jolt and my eyes go wide open . Seriously , who could be such an asshole this early in the morning .

I hurry over to the front door but before my hand reaches the doorknob , the door swings open and Steve pushes right pass me and up the staircase . That asshole . I follow after him . He has no right to be here , I don't want him here .

As soon as I reach the top of the stairs I see my mom's room door slightly open and I rush into the room to see him pulling out drawers , messing up the entire room .

"What the fuck are you doing Steve ?" I exclaim . I haven't once entered this room and he of all people shouldn't be up here . I stare in awe and await his response . He doesn't even give me a single glance . I watch as he basically rearranges the entire bed frame . I haven't been in this room since my dad died . I haven't been here . I don't know how to fix the room , how it should look , he needs to stop NOW .

I tug at his arm harshly , lifting him from the ground as he was reaching for something in the lower drawers . He screeches and uses the arm I tugged at to push me down hard onto the bed . With his left hand grasping at my neck and holding me in place , I feel the tears rolling down the side of my face . I am not sad though , I am furious .

"Get off of me !" I try to yell out , but the words don't seem to sound aloud . He puts out the cigarette that he deeply inhaled on my face and it stings . The burn doesn't last very long but I know it'll leave a mark . He breathes out the cigarette smoke into my face making me cough . I struggle to breathe , gasping for air until he lets go of my neck and I take this opportunity and immediately make my right hand into a fist and strike directly at his jaw making him fall off of me . I breathe rapidly and as soon as I catch my breath I head straight to the stairs .

I reach the halfway of the stairs . I don't know what I'm even doing . My mom usually stops this chaos but she's not here . What do I do ? There's no putting an end to this . I suddenly feel something knock against my lower back and before I know it , I feel too many pains at once , too many parts of my body is now aching . I'm laying at the end of the staircase . I open my eyes and his standing there . Laughing at me .

"You bitch ," he cups his jaw , at least I got a shot in , who am I kidding ? I'm laying at the end of the fucking staircase , he continues ," that actually fucking hurt ." He retorts right before swinging his leg directly into my stomach . My hearing stops , my surroundings blurry . The pain my stomach endures is excruciating . All I can do is cry .

"Your fucking mother , used all my fucking money to pay for your school shit !" He paces back and forth in front of me , I wasn't aware of any of this . My mother saved money for college ? For me ?

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