The Exchange Students {Marcus and Martinus fanfiction}

Chapter 1 ~ The Begining

Hey my name is Kalani, I'm 14 years old and I'm one of the most popular girls in school. At home life is pretty quiet, it's just me and my mum, my twin sister Melanie died of cancer a year and half ago and  my brother moved out about 15 months ago to live with my dad somewhere in Scandinavia. They won't tell us where they live because they hate us, my dad would always pick fights with my mum over anything and everything and would always say stuff like she killed my sister or that it was her fault that she died and my brother would always abuse me. When my dad left things got better, well for me and my mum at least where for Zachary it just got worse. It started off at home he would just get really aggressive all the time over really nothing then it got worse from me. Almost everyday after school he would physically abuse me while walking home, he would come up behind me a kick me across the back of my legs which would make me fall to the ground which gave him the chance to jump on me and punch my back and arms. One day after school Zachary went to a friends house so I walked alone, it was nice to actually enjoy my surroundings for once and not worry about being beaten up. When I was walking I thought to myself because it's starting to get hot that I would like to wear things like shots and tank tops and hang out with my friends at the beach and wear a bikini but then all of a sudden someone ran up behind me and all those thoughts left my mind. Thankfully the person that ran up was just my neighbour Katrina and her boyfriend Tony, they were racing each other down the street. In that moment all the happy summer thoughts came rushing back to me along with the remembrance of what Zachary did to me. I couldn't bare the thought of my mum or any of my friends or teaches to find out without me telling them myself, so I rushed the 100 meters I had left to get home. As soon as I got inside I called out for my mum "Hey sweetie" she yelled out, I followed the voice that came from her room, she was sitting up on her bed reading a book, she put the book away as I stood in the doorway. "What's up sweetie?" she said putting her glasses away, "it's about time I tell you" I say with tears building up in my eyes. She pats the bed signaling me to come sit with her. I walk over trembling in fear of what she would say or do but worst what would Zachary do to me if her found out. I look down trying to avoid the looks that I would get. As I grab hold of the bottom of my shirt I close my eyes and take a deep breath then I pull off my shirt revealing all the bruises on my back and arms. She lets out loud gasp, "Who the fuck are these from and how long have they been there for?" she screamed. I took a deep breath in, "Zachary" I take another deep breath, "he beats me up almost everyday on the way home" I say with tears falling down my face. She gives me a loving hug. I hear the door open down the hall, I gasp and start to tremble in great fear. She hugs me tighter assuring me that everything would be ok. I shake my head in fear as her stood in the doorway, mum looked up at him with great anger, she gets up and closes her bedroom door on me. I hear them yelling at each other for a while then then fighting gets quieter then I hear loud footsteps banging up the stairs above me. I throw back on my shirt and curl up in a ball in the middle of mums bed and cry myself to sleep. When I finally got to sleep I felt so happy, I was finally at peace no stress, no fear and no fighting, everything was good. I was soon woken by the front door slamming shut, I jumped in fear, I sit up and hug my knees. Mum opens her door slowly and gives me a fake smile and says that he's gone for good. I sigh a sigh of relief and get up off her bed and run over to her and give her a big hug.