Could It Be Love? *GirlxGirl*

Chapter Twelve ~ What's wrong with me... *Crystal's POV*

~~~*Crystal's POV*~~~

I crawled out of bed, wincing at the pain in my stomach and my wrists. Its Tuesday morning and dad's home meaning I have to go to school today. I grabbed a random pair of pants and a random tshirt from my closet and headed to the bathroom. On my way there, I saw my dad and he stopped me. He slid his finger down my body and hitched it onto the line ofmy panties. I winced at the feel of his cold, heartless fingers. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I don't want you to wear any panties anymore. My schedual at work changed so I'll be home every day when you get home from now on. I'll expect something every day as soon as you walk in the door. You will be coming straight home every day."  I nodded and walked away to the bathroom so I could shower. He didn't even ask about the cuts on my wrist but I watched his eyes wonder down to my wrist.

I got into the shower and had to turn it down really cold in order for it to not burn the cuts on myself. I half asses washed my hair and my body, and quickly shaved a little. I got out and driedmyself off. I dressed and realised I had picked out a pair of ripped skinnies and plain black v-neck. I threw my hair up into a messy ponytail, not bothering to fuck with it this morning. I didn't put any makeup on, just sprayed some perfume. and burshed my teeth. I trotted over to my room, grabbed my Three Days Grace jacket, my book bag, and ran downstairs. Im not looking forward to seeing dad this morning, considering he makes me speak. Anna was cooking breakfast, or rather making an english muffin with butter and peanut butter on it for herself. She turned around and looked at me and gave me a half smile. She then looked down at my jacket and I knew she knew. She frowned at me a sighed. I thought she had turned around and gone back to her breakfast so I turned to put my bookbag down when I felt a tug on my wrist. Before I had time to react, she had pulled both of my sleeves up and gasped. I yank myself from her grasp and ran out the door. 

When I got out of the door, I sprinted up the sidewalk towards my school. I had no where else to go, even though I was going to be about twenty minutes late. I'm sure my first period teacher wouldn't mind me coming in early and sitting with her. It's not like I'll be a disturbence. I pulled out my iPod (One of the only things I actually keep in my bookbag) and started blaring Asking Alexandra. I flipped up my hood and made the rest of my way to the school. 

When I got there, the doors were unlocked, meaning there were teachers here already. I walked in and stalked up to my first period classroom. I grabbed my notebook from my bookbag and quickly wrote a note to my teather : 'Do you mind if I sit in here until first period starts? My sister had to drop me off early this morning. She had to go somewhere and is going to be late to school. Thanks Mrs. Kinnian. '

I walked into the classroom and handed the note to a smiling Mrs. Kinnian. She read it and looked at me and nodded. "Of course sweetheart, take any seat you'd like." I smiled and nodded. I took my usual seat in the back. Even though this wasn't a science class, we had a science classroom because of the size of her classes. We also of course had the science tables meaning two people were at one. Britney and I shared one of course. I looked down and saw where Britney and I had carved our names into the desk. I couldn't stand looking at it and had to move to another desk to keep from crying. Any reminder of us shattered my house all over again. 

Soon enough, the class started filling up with students. I watched Brit walk in but she didn't even look at me. I almost started to cry. She walked with one of the girls I've seen her talk to before when we weren't together. They sat together in the front of the classroom. They were talking and giggling. I couldn't stand to look at it but it was like I was hypnotized. I think that I wanted to be with Britney that badly. 

The entire class I paid no attention whatsoever. What's the point? Usually I had Britney nagging me about paying attention when I tried to pass notes to her in class but she was up front goofing off with that other girl. I had no idea what these feelings were that I felt for Britney. Im hoping that I just want to be with her that badly. But maybe.. just maybe there was more. Could these feelings... Could it be love?