Chapter 3

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This chapter is dedicated to Kahibalo

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When my stop arrived I got off, It was almost 7 now and I felt so defeated and exhausted. There was dry blood on my legs and streaks of tears on my face. I was only a couple houses away from mine now. My mind was blank, I couldn't think or react, but all at the same time I wanted to scream and cry louder then ever before.

I was at my door now, I kicked over the corner of the mat and picked up the spare house key. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, but I didn't go inside. I just stood there.

What if she finds out somehow? She'll hate me... and she'll probably think it was my fault or I was doing it to get attention. I don't want to be more of a disappointment then I already am. What if she thinks her daughter is a whore? A slut?

I won't tell anyone then.

I step inside and as soon as I do I hear my mother.

"Jade?"

Her voice was coming from the kitchen. I didn't want to see her right now.

"Yeah, its me mom. I'm really not feeling good. Please don't bother me right now, sorry I'm late."

Before she could answer I ran up the stairs to my bedroom threw my backpack on the ground and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I peeled my off my clothing and threw them into the sink to get any stains out to avoid questions from mom. After I was done I threw them into the hamper and stepped into the cold tub. I turned on the tap and let the water envelope me in it's sweet and warming embrace. I sunk down and pulled my knees to my chest, burying my face into my legs.

Why me? Is all I could think.

Then I cried harder then I've ever cried before.

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm and the pulsing pain in my head along with sharp stings on the walls of my throat. I didn't have the strength to get up and turn the alarm clock off. All I could think about was what happened.

I'm utterly pathetic. Why the fuck didn't I just go to school? I'm such a fucking idiot.

I sat up in bed and reached for my phone on the side table. It was 9:21. I clicked on my contacts list and found my mom. She most likely already left for work. She didn't even check on me once last night..

It rang three times before she picked up.

"Hey, mom."

"Why're you calling me? Where are you?"

"I just woke up, I'm sorry. I'm staying home today I feel awful."

"OK, hun, breakfast is on the table."

"OK, thanks. Bye."

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 16, 2018 ⏰

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