SILENT CAGE (The Lost Ones Book 2)

Chapter 3

I wait for another half hour and he still isn't back yet. I go check on my clothes and see that the washer has stopped. I switch out my clothes and notice we don't have any dryer sheets and I knew from earlier that we need washing liquid as well. So I take my clothes to my room and hang everything on a hanger so they will dry without static. Once I get done I hear a door slam and I know he is back. When I head to the living room he looks at me and throws something at me. I catch it before it hits my face. It's a cell phone.

"You only have access to the web so you can get directions. After two weeks you will give it back." I nod my head agreeing with him. Who am i going to call. I have no friends. He made sure of that. He tells me the address and I type it in. I see that it's two miles from here. Well I better get to walking. As I turn to head to my room he stops me and hands me money to stop and get what else we need. Said that I would pass a store. So I go to my room and grab a jacket. As I head out he tells me he is leaving and don't know when he will be back then pushes me from behind. I catch myself on the doorway and he doesn't like this so he punches my back hard and I fall to the ground in a soundless cry. That hurt like really bad. Once I catch my breath he is already gone. He didn't leave me a key so I go back into my room and open the window just a tad so I can get back in. I tried to leave the back door unlocked before and got beat when I got home. Won't do that again.  I start down the long driveway to head to the school after looking at the time. I need to know how long it takes me to walk to school so I am not late. Once I get to the end of the driveway it is telling me to turn left so I do. It says to stay on this road for two miles so I just continue with a slow pace. I want to give myself ample time to get to school. This is my last year. When I turn eighteen, which is the end of May, I'm leaving. Living on the streets has got to be better than what I'm living with. My mom is probably looking down at me with sorrow because of my step dad. I know if she knew he would be like this she wouldn't have been with him at all. I don't blame her at all. I miss her so much though. After I finish walking down this road it's telling me to turn left again. Maybe I could take a shortcut on the way back. I would have to go through the woods but that's ok. I love the woods. It's peaceful. As I'm walking down this road it's been about a mile now I start to notice more buildings in the distance and houses. Good civilization. Im not allowed to associate with anyone. I can't talk anyway so it's whatever. As I'm walking I notice a car coming my way. I see as it gets closer it's my stepdad. He pulls up to me and rolls down the window. I walk toward the car and he tells me to come closer by wiggling his finger. Of course I do what he says. He hands me some more money and tells me it's for School supplies and to save the receipt and the change so I nod my head. Then he automatically takes off but not before turning the wheel to the right and knocking me over and running over my foot. That fucking hurt. I sit on the side of the road for a few minutes and try to stand so far so good. But as soon as I take my first step I'm down. I think that fucker broke my foot. So much for timing my way to school. Jackoff. I try to move my foot around and it's painful. I can move it around so I know he didn't break it. I massage my foot to try to better use it. I must have good genes because I heal pretty quickly. After twenty minutes of this I can finally stand. So when i take my first step and it just feels sore I continue. I'm walking with a slight limp but that's okay. Means I'm healing. When I finally get to the school I noticed it took roughly an hour. On my way back I will take a trip through the woods and see how long it takes. If it doesn't take that long I will just go through the woods. It's peaceful in the woods. I walk up to the school because I still see cars there and the door is open. As soon as I walk in I notice a sign that says office pointing to the left. I turn down that hallway and I see the office on the left. I go in and see a woman typing away on her computer. She stops and smiles at me asking what I need. I see a piece of paper and a pen and write down I'm new and supposed to start school on Monday and was wanting to get my schedule and I wrote my name down.

"Ah, yes Katie your father was here earlier today to get you signed up for School." I wanted so bad to scream he isn't my father, but I let it go. She hands me my schedule and tells me that she just finished it.

"Dear I hope you finish at this school. I hate to see how many schools you went through. When I got your transcripts faxed here I seen that just your high school years you have been to five different schools. I don't know how you did it but your very intelligent for having your life changed so much. You even acquired enough credits to actually graduate already. I can talk to your dad about that if you wish." I'm already shaking my head no. I write down that this was my plan. I want to take AP classes my senior year. I hand her the paper. I don't want to be home where he could punish me more. She says ok and gives me my locker number and the code to open it. She was looking at my schedule again with a frown and then picks up a piece of paper and frowns some more.

"I don't have you in any AP classes. Your father said you were struggling. But your transcripts say otherwise. Let me make a phone call to your old school. I won't call your father hang on." I nod my head and sit in the chair while she calls the school. When she gets off the phone she calls my name. I get up and walk to the front of her desk.

"Well that was an interesting phone call. First let me tell you that school agrees with you. They said that you passed every test and always did your homework. Your father told me that you never brought books home so he knew that you never did homework. Do you have photographic memory?" I just look at her and nod my head. But plead with her in my eyes not to say anything to my stepfather. "I won't say anything to your dad. So let's just redo your schedule." She works on the computer for a little bit and then looks back up at me. "I have your schedule done except you need to pick out an extra class. Your dad's choice was home economics. But I'm guessing you don't want that. So here is your choices. Choir, instruments, newspaper, photography, defense and art. A group of students have a defense class which allows you to learn to protect yourself. If you want this class I can get you in and take gym away which means you will still have to pick another class." I nod my head and she hands me the piece of paper with our communication on it. I write that I would take that class and art and had it back to her. She asks me if I'm any good at drawing and I shrug. She hands me some drawing paper and a pencil and asks me to draw anything. That I have to show I'm good at it or the teacher will not accept me. So I take the paper and draw a wolf family. I love wolves. I think they a seriously misunderstood creatures.  Once I get done I hand it to her and she gasps. When I look at her face she is pale with shock. "This is amazing and I think the art teacher will love it. Can I give it to him?" I nod my head and she types on the computer again. Then prints out a new schedule for me. "Since you can't speak how about we go to see the counselor. She is an amazing woman and she will take you to see all of your teachers. Everyone is still here so that won't be a problem and you can get all your books and put them in your locker. Wait, I want to change your locker. Here you go. Come on her name is Mrs. Suzanne Willows." She takes me down another hallway and to a door that is closed. She knocks lightly and I hear a voice that sounds like an angel say come in.

"Hello, I wanted you to meet our newest student. This is Katie Williams. Katie this is Mrs. Willows. Please have a seat I need to speak with her and we will be right back."

They both smile at me and step out.