Trying To Save Hope

Chapter 4

I slowly walked downstairs, trying to avoid the pain I was causing myself. I put a smile on my face and entered the kitchen where my sisters and mother were siting and eating pizza. "Hi." I chirped happily to them.

"Hi Hope, how was school today?" My mom asked as I grabbed a plate from the dishwasher and sat next to Lily and grabbed a slice and shoved it into my mouth.

"Umm... it was good Nick is back so that was good." I answered looking down at my plate, silently cursing Zack for having me constantly lie about my life.

"That's great honey." I know how hard it is when he's gone.

I guess I haven't really told you about mine and Nick's relationship besides the fact that I am madly, deeply, hopelessly in love with him. Nick and I have been friends since sixth grade, we knew each other longer than that because we lived fairly close to each other, but we really started talking to each other when I found out he was being bullied and put a stop to it (hey don't be surprised sometimes it is the girl who does the rescuing, although now I'm being abused by my boyfriend so yeah, anyways back to the topic,) after that we were basically inseparable, where ever I went he went, where ever he went I went. If you saw one of us you know that the other would be close behind. Of course it wasn't long before one of us have into those stupid feelings. Ugh why can't I just be friends with the guy?

I was thinking about Nick when my mom interrupted my thoughts.

"What?" I asked,totally missing whatever she had just said to me.

"Rose has softball tomorrow, but Lilly has a dentist appointment at the same time, is it possible you could take Rose?" My mom said staring at me suspiciously.

"Oh yeah, sure I have nothing planned tomorrow anyways." I answered. She sighed in relief.

"Thanks Hope, I thought I was going to have a panic attack because of that." She told me as I ate. I nodded in response. The rest of the night went by pretty normally, Lilly told us about how she wants to be a princess when she grows up, and Rose laughed at her and told her only girls who were born into royalty or married into, it could be princesses (did I forget to mention she's also a total smart ass,) and Lilly replied that she would marry a prince then, to which Rose scoffed saying that she was way to ugly too get married to a prince. Thats when I would object saying that they had the same face and then Lilly would laugh and Rose would yell and we would fight. Yes that is normal for us.

Eventually my mom finally had enough of our bickering and yelled at us to shut up, and go away. So we all walked away from the table off to do our own thing. When I walked into my room I saw I had received a text from Nick.

"Hey what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Have to take Rose to softball, please say you'll come!"

I answered back then set my phone on my bedside table, I lifted up my shirt to examine my wounds more thoroughly, it was not pretty let me tell you that. A gigantic bruise was beginning to form on my hip. I winced when I saw it, it was a dark purple. I squeezed my eyes shut and muttered a lot of. . . colorful words to myself. I simply lay on my bed for about a half hour before Nick texted me back.

"Sure I'll come it'll be fun."

I grinned, I was so excited I finally would get a day away from all of my freaking drama, even if it was for only an hour.

-The Next Day-

I awoke to the blaring of my alarm clock and groaned, after I managed to actually open my eyes I managed to roll out of bed, literally. Apparently I wasn't 100% awake and ended up on the floor. "Oww," I groaned, annoyed with myself, but hey now I was awake. I pulled myself up, off the floor and walked into the bathroom, what I saw in the mirror wasn't pretty, a bruise had started to form, from the night before, on my left cheek it was a dark purple, and let me tell you it hurt like hell, and as I thought about it the rest of my body hurt as well. I started muttering every dirty word I knew and imagined I was saying all of them to Zack. I grabbed my makeup and got to work on my face, I had to make sure the bruise was completly covered, I didn't want questions. After I was pleased with my work I walked out of the bathroom and slipped on some random clothing, not really caring about what I looked like. I walked into the kitchen trying to not walk quickly, my ribs were killing me. I swear if I had the guts to do anything, I would freaking murder Zack for screwing around with my life. My mom was sitting at the table eating some toast.