She fights

To Deep

The next morning was the same my dad didn't say anything to me and I sure as heck didn't want to even look at him. I hardly slept. Too many memories kept making their way in. I don't even want to go to school. But I have to. So I can get my education and not feel completely lost in the world. Today I wore my black ripped jeans, dark green shirt, black combat boots and of course my leather jacket to keep me warm. My only thing to keep me warm. When I got to school people still stared and I still glared back. When I looked around I saw familiar boys. The same boys I talked to yesterday. They all waved and looked away except one. One just stared at me. I stared back. Until someone came and talked to me.
"Hey girl!!" Kim came and walked with me and guided me to her friends.
"Hey," I said with a fake smile. The only smile I can do now days is a fake one or a smirk. We then met with everyone on a couple benches. I sat down well I was more shoved down by Kim to sit next to Nick.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Oh ya, I just didn't get a very good sleep last night." I told him truthfully he simply nodded and looked away and started to talk to the others. I looked around and someone looking at me caught my eye. It was Trey. He was looking again. So I looked back again with a smirk. He seemed to smirk himself almost smiling. Then that same girl that took his eyes from mine yesterday came to him again. But he still stared just without the smirk. It disappeared and any happiness that he had left in his eyes left. She whispered something in his ear and started to kiss his neck. She tried to move his face to face hers like last time and kiss him but he didn't budge.
Hmm he's going to try hard today.
Let's see him try.
She did it again this time more forceful and it made him look away once more which means I'm the winner again. He shoved her away and looked at me again with a mad face. I simply smirked and shrugged then got up and went to my locker after saying bye to the guys. The bell had rung so everyone was shoving their way around the halls. My wrist was grabbed and I was pulled into a small indent in the wall of the hallway where a door was. I was punching the person until they said something.
"Ow!! Ok stop it! I just wanted to talk to you!" The one and only Trey everyone.
"Oh sorry! But you shouldn't have done that if you didn't want to get hurt." I said with a tight lipped smile and tried to leave. He didn't let me. He grabbed me and pinned me to the wall and put both his hands on either side of my shoulders.
"What??!!" I snapped.
"I was just wondering how could a girl like you stare that long and lose to me? Twice?" He asked.
"I don't know. Maybe your not as good as you thought you were." I said then he smiled and stared at me for a little. His eyes seemed to bore into mine. Looking in my soul.
"Ya sure," he said with a little laugh, "you're something else and you can hit really hard! How can you hit so hard?" He asked. Again, why does he have to ask questions I don't want to answer. I don't want people to know me as the Night here. I don't want them to know that me. They shouldn't know the real me. I just want to go back home and live happily with my mom and family. I miss them so much. I don't like my father. I wish he hadn't taken me. That he would have left me with them. But no-
"Hey," my train of thought was cut off by Trey lifting my chin up and saying that softly.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly with a worried expression. I was engulfed in his beautiful brown eyes. But snapped out of it when he was about to wipe away a tear I didn't know that fell. But I wiped it my self.
"Yes I'm fine," I got out of his hold and saw no one was in the halls anymore, "Well I'll see you later," I said with a small wave and fake smile. As I was walking to my class I couldn't help but feel his eyes burning into me as I walked away.
I got to deep.
I remembered to much in front of him.
I can't do that.
I can't remember anymore.
The rest of the day went awful. My classes gave me more work to do over the weekend. Even though I have a fight I'll try to get them done. My dad might not let me. But I don't care. He can take me away from my family, he can take away good food and my after school activities. But I am not going to let him take away the last thing I have. My education.
At lunch I didn't eat anything because according to my dad I'm not aloud to eat anything not protein or healthy. So I am running on an empty stomach. Yay! When school was over I walked out after saying bye to my friends. I stood by the road waiting for my dad. I wonder who he's gambling that's so important that he can't pick me up. I'm never important unless I fight. And I don't want to fight I just don't and I don't care if he doesn't like me anymore I just want to go back home.
"Rose!" Someone yelled my name. I turned and saw Trey. Why can't he just leave me alone.
"What do you want now?" I asked him in annoyance.
"I want to talk about earlier. Are you alright?" He asks sincerely.
"Yes I'm fine why wouldn't I be." I answered quickly. To quickly for him to believe me.
"I don't think so," he dared to say,
"I think you should talk to me about whatever's bothering you. I want you to tell me." He said.
Ya no.
"No you don't."
"Yes I do. I want you to be able to tell someone your problems instead of keeping them in," He said like that will help. I've known to many people. Trusted to many people.
"Oh ya sure, I'll tell you my problems then I'll get to deep and think you actually care. But you don't. No one ever truly cares except for the people taken away from me. And then I'll think hey maybe someone actually cares and maybe they can save me. But in the end when you'll let me down like everyone else I shouldn't be surprised. Because I've had to many things happen to me to even believe you for one second that you want to know about my problems."
He stared at me speechless with a confused look then it turned to realization to anger. I heard a car horn honk and looked at my dads brand new truck that he doesn't even deserve. I gave Trey one last look and got in my dads truck.
"Who was that?" My dad asks trying to care about me.
"No one. It doesn't matter anyways." I said as I looked out the window at the passing buildings and scenery.
"You know I don't only like you because you can fight good," my dad began after a long silence.
"Then how else do you like me dad?" I shot at him.
"Well first of all I love you because your my daughter my first baby girl. And you seem like your the only one in that family who still likes me a little. Kate doesn't even talk to me anymore and Haden doesn't even show himself around the house. Don't even get me started on your mother." He said.
"Everyone still likes you. Sometimes it's just to dang hard to show it because you seem like you don't care. And Haden doesn't come around because of the way you treated him. You made it seem like he was never good enough. Never good enough to be the great and powerful Donald Withers son." I told him. It hurt me to see Haden that way. It hurt me to see Kate go through it too and my mother. No one felt like they were good enough. No one ever has or will. And I was the only one that would pick up the pieces and help everyone stand back up. I was the one that made Haden not beat himself up all the time, the one who told Kate she was amazing and the one who told my mom that someone else could love her the way my dad used to. That he wasn't the only who could. I'm not supposed to be put through all of that so young but yet I did. I helped everyone with their problems while I suffered with my own. He seemed taken back by my answer and didn't say anything else. I hope he understands one day what crap he put them through. And hopefully one day he will understand the great horribleness he put me through. But sadly that day might not ever come.