Love Hurts.

Chapter 15

“You two better get out of bed this instant, or I’ll drag you both out!” I heard my mum screech from the landing, I slowly got out of bed and sat in front of the mirror in my wardrobe wondering how I was going to hide my puffy eyes and bruised face.

Today was going to be awful, I’d had no sleep and my father, sorry the guy who lives with us and has started abusing me again, now has the upper hand as I have no proof so if I decided I had the courage to report him, I would get laughed out of court as I had no evidence of anything.

The lump that is my best friend groaned from under the covers, at least she was alive, she hadn’t moved all night, slept like a log. I couldn’t help but wish that I had too.

I began to do my usual routine: had a shower although this morning I scrubbed myself red raw, just trying to remove his touch from my body, from my memory. Then as normal I dried and straightened my hair, put on the same boring uniform, put on a bit of make-up and went downstairs to get some breakfast.

I did everything as normal, not really saying much other than the pleasantries, but inside I was screaming, inside I was dying.

My final sanctuary had been lost, I had nowhere.

I slowly walked back up the stairs, into my bedroom and pulled the covers off my very hung over best friend, she did not like that move,

“Sarrraaaaaaah, no! I’m ill I don’t have to go to school.” She moaned feebly trying to pull back the covers from my grasp.

“I don’t think it counts if it’s self-inflicted babe.” I soothed her but realistically she was just irritating me, it wasn’t her fault I was just in that sort of mood, I could tell I was walking funny, my heart was broken, my head was screaming and I was just ready to give up on everything.

Then she grabbed hold of me and pulled me down next to her,

“I know I am incredibly hung over right now but I do remember last night and Sam is such a dick, I swear if I see him today I shall be giving him a kick where it hurts. You’ve had it so rough recently Sarah and I hate seeing my best friend so upset, I want you to come and stay with me.”

I was shocked, I loved my best friend to pieces and I have never seen her like this, especially whilst hung over, she usually bites my head off if I even talk to her! I was so touched by her kindness I started crying,

“Daisy you are the best friend any girl in the world could wish for and I love you so so so much, and I would love nothing more than to be able to come and stay with you but I can’t, I have absolutely no excuse. Everyone thinks everything is great now that he’s back, it would be too suspicious and I couldn’t deal with people asking questions-”

She cut me off,

“I understand babe, but you’re still coming to mine more often like every weekend and even some school nights, and if not mine then Amber’s, Aiden’s anywhere that’s not here.” She spoke confidently despite the clear roughness.

I nodded,

“Thank y-”

“Don’t thank me, I’m your best friend it’s my job! Now go get me something deep fried and smothered in chocolate!”

I laughed and got up to go and make her a bacon sandwich, it’s a good job we had a free first thing or we’d have no chance of making it to that lesson, I wandered downstairs, everyone had gone now so I was alone in the kitchen. Even though I knew I was alone I couldn’t help but glance around my shoulder every few seconds and I just couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was there. I knew it was just me being paranoid but who could blame me really?