My Best Friend

Chapter 2

By the time I had actually made it to school, it was more than halfway through the first perid. I know that I could have used the last bit of money I had to take a cab, but I figured it would be best to save that for after school. Being late for school would only land me a detention, but being late getting home and not having dinner on the table for Ben would earn me a good beating. 

Walking through the halls when class was in session was nice. There was nobody to trip me, no one to call me names and torment me. Walking through the halls like this almost made me want to b late everyday, but that would probably be a pretty bad idea. As I turned the corner coming up to my locker, I see a figure leaning up against it. And who might that figure be? Carson, of course it had to be him. Just leaning there looking like a freaking greek god .. ugh damn him!

"Shouldn't you be .. oh I don't know .. in class?" I ask, sounding a little too rude. 

"I saw you walking up through the window of my class. I asked to go to the nurses because I was feeling sick. I thought it would be a good time to try and explain things" he said.

"Well then you better get explaining."

" Okay, I guess I should start off by saying that I am so sorry Avery! I know that we shouldn't have ambushed you like that and I know how much you dont like her, but I do. Can't you just forgive her for whatever she's done? I mean it's not like she bullys you that badl-" I was no way in hell letting him finish that.

"She doesn't bully me that badly? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? She's been bullying me since the fourth grade! She does everything in her power to humiliate me. Do you remember the grade six when I came to school one day and my hair was extremely short and it looked absolutely horrid? Yeah well the only reason I got it cut like that was because Lacey mutilated it! Cut it atall different lengths while her other little minions held me down. How about the first day of freshman year, she poured blue paint over my head, I looked like a smurf for a week until it all came out! Or last year when Steve Heartwell, the basketball team captain, asked me to the valentines dance and me being the fool that I was, actually showed up. When I got there Lacey and Steve stood at the entrance, arm in arm, laughing at me. She set me up, made me think that somebody had actually taken an interest in me Carson! Not to mention many other things. But she doesn't bully me that badly, eh? You know what Carson? SCREW YOU!" I yell out, tears running down my face. I quickly grab the things I need for my next class and start walking. 

With one last glance back at him, he stands there with a dumbfounded look on his face. 

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The rest of the day went by in a blur, and Carson didn't even try to talk to me once which I was thankful for. I was currently at my locker grabbing my bag, I was so ready to ge the hell out of here. I start to make my trek out to the school parking lot and all I can hear are the not so hushed whispers about me. 

"She's so ugly"

"I have no idea why Carson even hangs out with her, she's such a freak"

I tune them out  like I do every other day. As soon as I make it outside, I pull my phone out to call a cab. I had just about dialed it when I hear the familiar clicks of high heels ... Ugh, I really don't want to deal with this right now. 

"Hey loser, Carson not giving you a ride today?" A over nasaly voice that could only be Lacey's asks. I just shake my head not wanting to get into it with her right now.

"What, cat got your tongue?" she asks.

"No, I just don't feel like talking to a slut such as yourself" I say nonchalantly.

" Now, now, now, no need to get snippy with me. And anyways, thats not what Carson says about me, I mean we are dating now .. So, you better get used to not seeing him anymore, because he is mine, and no man of mine will be seen talking to an ugly, useless, piece of shit girl like you. Your parents probably got into that accident unpurpose so that they didn't have to see you anymore."

And thats all it took to for me to throw myself at her. I couldn't stop myself once I started, throwing punches at the fake face of hers. 

"What the hell are you doing Avery!" Carson yells. I look up to see him running over towards us. Well isn't this just great. 

"I..uh..um, she started it?" I said, but it came out like a question.

"Oh really, because it looked like you were the one who jumped at her" he said.

"You don't even know what went on and you just take her side immediately?" I practically scream. I didn't wait to hear his answer, I just started running out of the parking lot. Once I was about a block away, I pulled out my phone and dialed the cab. I paced on the sidewalk back and forth knowing that I was really cutting it with the time. Uncle Ben would be home soon and I wasn't even home to have dinner started. 

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Once I was finally home, I started towards the kitchen thinking of what would be the fastest things to make. Considering the last time I made spaghetti I froze the leftover sauce, I figured that would be pretty quick. Pulling out two pots, I filled on with water and started defrosting the sauce when I heard the front door open. Shit, he's home!

"Why don't I smell my food?" He yells out.

"I got home a little late today, the teacher held me up. It should be ready soon thought, I promise" I say. Oh goodness, please just leave it at that.

"I only ask two things of you bitch. One is to clean the house and two it to have my dinner ready for when I get home .. You know the punishment is for when you don't listen."

I can hear him coming down the hall now and I know whats going to happen next. 

"Please Uncle Ben, you don't need to do this! Dinner will be ready soon and I promise that it will never happen again" I said frantically.

He's coming towards me quicker now and I'm trapped considering the stove is in the corner of the kitchen. 

"I bet you weren't even at school, you were probably whoring around you stupid bitch. I got a call saying you missed your first period. So what, were you out with some guy?"

I don't even get the chance to answer because the next thing I know, I'm on the ground. I struggle as much as I can to try and get away, but its useless. He has his hand over my mouth as he takes off his belt and starts to whip me with it. I cry out in pain, and yell at him to stop but that only makes him do it even more. He pick me up only to throw me back on the floor and I try to wiggle away but the next thing I see is him pulling the pocketknife out of his jeans and I scream even louder. Hoping someone would hear me as he pushes it into my stomach over and over.

My vision is getting worse, as I see tiny white dots. The last thing I hear and feel before blacking out is him undoing my jeans. And the only thing I can think of is, I want Carson.