I'm sorry but I have to..

Chapter 4

Trigger Warning

I jumped up and started shoving Derek out of the house through the back door. 

" What's going on Emmalyn? Who's here? Stop shoving me already!!" He kept asking and fighting me. I just gave him a scared look and he turned around to leave, but then I heard him. 

"Who the fuck is that, Emmalyn? Being a little slut are we?" Troy asked me with a sadistic laugh.

"Derek, leave now. I'll see you at school." I whispered to Derek, slightly shoving him.

Derek quickly left with no argument. I've feared my life before but never like this, then again I've never had any friends to have over and get into trouble over. I turned back to Troy and instantly looked at me feet. I started to shake not knowing what was going to happen to me. Troy crossed the room and grabbed my head, slamming it into the counter corner. Black shapes started to dance in my vision. I shook the shapes away and started to get up but Troy kicked me back down, knocking the air I had left in my lungs.

He grabbed my hair forcing me to look at him. He slapped me and spit in my face. 

"This will teach you not to be a slut next time!!" He said pulling me up the stairs by my hair. My cheeks are now covered in tears and all I can hear is Troy's footsteps and my loud cries when my body hits each step. He kicks open his door and throws me in. I just get into fetus position and try not to move. I hear Troy take his shirt off and undo his belt. I open my eyes to see him standing over me with his belt in his hand. My eyes grow wide in realization when he starts to raise his hand and belt. 

He whips me all over, repeatedly with his belt. I just know I'm going to be covered in bruises and cuts tomorrow. I scream at every hit, knowing it's making it worse but it hurts like hell. He's never punished me like this and it's terrifying me even more than normal. He stops hitting me and rips whats left of my clothes off my bruised, cut and scarred body. He throws me on the bed and gets on top of me, pinning me down. I close my eyes not wanting to look into his. Apparently that was the wrong thing to do. I feel my head being slammed into the headboard. All I see for the next few hours is black.

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I wake up the next morning, feeling like I had just been in a terrible car accident. I honestly wish I was in one. I try sitting up but I fall back in pain when my stomach stings in pain, I look down and gasp. 'Worthless Slut' is carved into my still bleeding stomach. I cry out and look around for any sign of Troy. When I see there is no sign of him, I crawl to my bathroom, not having the energy to get up and walk yet. I force myself up using the sink to help me up. I look in the mirror and scream a little. I have a cut along my cheekbone, how I didn't feel it when I woke up I have no clue, most of my body is covered in bruises and dried blood. 

I go and check what time it is, 9:00, if I hurry and shower, hopefully I can make it to school still. I shower as fast as I can while still getting all the blood off. I get dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt, forgetting my jacket, and walk as fast as I can to school, while keeping the pain under control. I get to the school and I walk into the office to get a late pass. I realize it's third hour, my only class with Derek, shit. I walk into class, all eyes on me, great. 

"Why are you late Ms. Hayes?" Mr.Luis asks.
"I, um, woke up late. I'm sorry, I will try to make sure it never happens again." I say to him looking down in embarrassment. I quickly made it to my seat, not meeting Derek's questioning gaze. I finished taking down the notes and finish the assignment given. When the bell rings I still avoid any contact with Derek knowing he has questions I do not want to answer. I am almost to my class when and arm catches mine, I let out a small scream at the pain from the bruises. I whip my head around to see Derek looking at me and at where he grabbed me. I pull my arm out of his, not being able to take the pain anymore. 

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to make sure you're okay. Your dad seemed really pissed off when he saw me there." Derek said right after I pulled my arm back. 

"He is not my father. He is my step-father, and he was." I said, cringing at the fact Derek thought Troy was my biological father. 

"Did- Did he hurt you?" He asks, looking at me worriedly. 

"Look I'm going to be late I have to go." I say, starting to walk away. 

"Wait, do you want to come over? I know you didn't get most of the notes from class and Alison has been asking about you." He calls down the hallway. I stop and turn around catching his almost pleading eyes. I nod then quickly walk away, trying not to be late anymore. I get to class right as the bell rings and sit quietly, just waiting for the day to pass. 

"You're Emmalyn right?" my science partner asks me. I just simply nod trying to finish the assignment as fast as I can. I take a second and look at Lily, she's beautiful. Her pale skin tone shines under the light, her hair is a dark purple color and looks black from far away. I smile at her for a second but drop it when the cut on my cheek starts to sting. 

"Do- do you want to sit with me at lunch? I saw you sat alone yesterday, I usually sit with my girlfriend but she's not here today." Lily offers. 
"Sure, I'd love that. Thank you, Lily." I nod towards her, turning back to my assignment. I answer the last question when the bell rings and I stand up, stretching, as I pack my stuff away. I hand the teacher my assignment and turn towards Lily, waiting for her to walk with me to her table, because I have no idea where it is. I sit down and Lily sets her stuff down about to get in line for lunch.

"Aren't you going to get lunch?" She asks, looking at me weird for not getting up to get in line. I shake my head, not feeling like coming up with an excuse yet. She shrugs her shoulders and walks to get lunch. I look down at my lap and my eyes widen when there is a small line of blood on my shirt. Luckily my shirt is a dark purple, but it still has a slight red stain from the blood. I quickly get up and try to find some napkins. I finally find some and I stuff them under my shirt, knowing I look weird, I didn't expect Derek to be staring at me with worry. I pass by the table and see Lily has returned, now with a tray full of food.

"I'm sorry, I just remembered I have to get something from my locker." I gave her an apologetic smile as I grab my stuff. 

"Oh okay, well now you know where I sit, come find me tomorrow, if I'm not in class." Lily says smiling.

I nod and walk towards the bathroom after turning out of the cafeteria. I lock myself into a stall and take my shirt off, the napkins now sticking to my skin by the blood. I grab toilet paper and hold it against my stomach, trying to stop the bleeding. I finally get it to stop bleeding by the fifth wad of toilet paper. 

I cautiously walk out of the bathroom, I just hope no one come in here. I wet a paper towel and wipe the dried blood off my stomach. I cringe at the words carved in my stomach. I put my shirt on when I hear the bell and quickly go to the rest of my classes. When the final bell rang I walked to the front doors waiting for Derek to show up.