Broken (Twilight Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

I was right; she was waiting for me. It was raining again and I was completely drenched, envious of people in their warm and dry cars and sheltering under their umbrellas. My hair was plastered to my scalp and I was shivering in dampness and the bitter cold. It felt like the cold just before snow falls and I really hated snow. Snow caused ice, and ice caused me to slip all over the place.

I wrapped my arms around myself, trying and failing to warm myself. My clothes were wet against my skin, my soaked jeans restricting my movements. My teeth were chattering uncontrollably and I knew that my skin was paler than usual.

Jessica was standing by the school's entrance, leaning against the wall. Her head snapped up when she noticed me and she stepped in front of me when I tried to walk past her.

She smirked. "And who do we have here? Oh, that's right. You're nobody."

Her words stung more than I anticipated and I could feel tears threatening to spill over. I forced them away and Lauren, Jessica's best friend, sneered in disgust.

"It's the shadow of a girl. How can you live with yourself when you killed your own mother?"

The tears spilled over and Jessica laughed in my face as I quickly wiped them away. Lauren looked at me and she stalked towards me.

"If I was you, I'd kill myself," she whispered in a hissing tone. Then she and Jessica both shoved me, making my back hit the ground and I gasped as pain travelled up my spine. My head spun, but Jessica didn't care as she kicked my side, making me subconsciously curling into a ball to protect myself. She kicked me two more times before spitting at the ground next to me and walking away.

In tremendous pain, I closed my eyes and I was far away as several footsteps went past me. No one checked to see if I was okay or not. I had no one left in this cruel world, no one at all. But I was glad and sad at the same time. Glad because no one was tormenting me and sad as this truly showed how alone I really was.

Life was cruel, Charlie used to say when I whined about something, right before he started to abuse me; so I stopped complaining. He'd say that to me whenever he saw me and one day he just snapped and slapped me when I smashed a plate by dropping it. I had immediately apologised and cleared the mess away. Since then, he saw the abuse as my suitable punishment for killing his soul mate and doing anything wrong and out of line.

I don't know how, but I managed to stand and hobble over to the bench. The bell had rang ages ago and I wasn't going to go to lessons. I just couldn't face Jessica and everybody else, especially today. Charlie had came in the middle of the night, drunk, and tried to do unspeakable things. But he fell unconscious before he could do anything and I thanked a higher being as he passed out. I had gotten dressed and ran out of the house, wondering inside the trees opposite my house all night until the sun started to rise.

I decided to walk to school when I saw cars I recognised speed past me and it only took me half an hour to get school. It had rained all night and I knew that I was going to get ill. I couldn't get ill; Charlie will not accept it and his beatings will only get worst.

I looked over at the tree line and thought about running into the woods. I wouldn't see anyone and I could stay close to the school so I wouldn't get lost.

With my thoughts, I stood up from the bench and walked towards the trees. My back and side ached dully as I moved and by the time I got to the trees I was gasping and limping awfully.

The rain stopped when I reached the cover of the trees and I walked aimlessly for a while before falling to the ground, back against a tree. I pulled my knees against my chest and tucked my head into my knees, my shoulders trembling from the cold. I couldn't stop shaking and I knew that I could catch my death out here, but I didn't care. If I died my misery would stop. If I died, my life would become peaceful.