Everything happens for a reason!

chapter 8

KARMA
is like a ball
once you kick it up,
it'll drop back harder!
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P.O.V. Scarlett

Nightmare:

>> Where the mischief have you been?<<, he yelled without taking gaze of me as soon I entered the house and this voice made my jerk. The smell of alcohol cigarettes and sweat soared right into my nose as he stood in his sweaty vest, with staggered arms. The buttons of his jeans were half way open and the belt dangled down while, his eyes were glazed through the alcohol.

How can a human survive with alcohol from Monday through Sunday?

>>At work<< I answered silently and looked down, avoid to look in his hateful face, and disgusted of the smell. He came step by step closer until I hit the door behind me.

Fuck.

>>Don't you lie to me! I saw you today at the school talking to a guy. Who was that? What did you tell him?<<, he spat in my face.

Thought wrong.

My face turned pale now because , he caught me lying secondly, he watched me in school and thirdly, I was scared what would happened next.

'This guy' wasn't just talking to me. First, he caught everyone's attention then threw a sandwich holding in his hand right into my face forcefully. It smacked my left chest and the sandwich slipped down my face. It hurt. Not enough, he overwhelmed me with an expired drink in a can towards me and it hit my forehead, which explains the little scar.

Everyone burst into laughing and took photos or videos of me, to see my reaction than they'll print it out and hang it on our school blackboard or hand out the flyer everywhere.

How do I know? Because, they already have done it before!

Ugh I hate them all.

I closed my eyes and felt them burning while a tear roll over my rough skin.
>>Nothing, honest<<, I told him in fear, and witnessed his next step, what he'd do next.

>>Well, I don't believe you<<, he sneered at me as he held a handful of hair, in a fist and throw me on the ground. I felt on my head badly and pain on that spot. It felt something wet and as I touched my head on the back, I was shocked. It wasn't some liquid- no it was blood. Pure blood, which came of the back side of my head.

I wished I could faint, so I don't have to feel any pain anymore.

He sat on me, impossible to escape. I tried to push him off with my hands but, he pinned my arms above my head and my wrist started to pain. He fished in his back pocket and as he found it, for what he was looking for, he smirked at me disgusting. I didn't recognize what he was holding in his hand. All alarms in my head warned me. I wide my eyes as I saw a metal thing, glimmered through the moon light in the hallway. Panic rose in me but, I couldn't move. Like I was paralyzed.

>>Now, you can pay the price, you stupid bitch<<, he scold at me waving a knife in his hand.

>>Please leave me I won't do it again, No, Nooo, NOOO!!!<<

End of dream

I jolted up from my bed, soaked by my own sweat and tears running from my eyes. Thank God it was just a dream. I took few deep breath then looked to my alarm, 5.34. I laid back for a while. Unluckily, I couldn't sleep anymore and got up from bed to make me ready for school. Silently I went to the toilet and refreshed myself. I threw on what was hanging out of my wardrobe, which is a black jeans and a big grey hoodie. I only could wear long sleeves to hide my scars and wounds.