Stray away

Kat's P.O.V

I started to walk home; I looked down at my silently ticking silver watch as I smelt the crisp San Diego breeze. I started dashing up my street up to my foster home or the devil’s house as I want to call it. I was at least ten minutes late. I finally make it up to my old boring brown front door and I slowly take a step in, I feel the wooden floors give off a sharp creek. Then my foster mom, Jade appears at the top of the polished wooden stairs in front of me. Her hair was a curly dark red with fake extensions falling just about over her shoulders. Her blue orbs turned gray as she shot me down with a deadly glare. She was wearing a dress that was way too fancy for just staying at home it was a slim black that made her look skinny and her heels were nude and made her at least 5 inches taller if I were in those I would be in the hospital. Before I could think more about her appearance she stormed down the stairs slightly tripping.

“YOUR LATE” she screeches angrily directing towards me

“Sorry” I say but it came out more of a whisper

“What did you say?” she yells her voice booms in the room

I stood still my body was not functional. I stayed silent wanting my legs to just take me away but they were still as rocks glue to the ground. I feel the paper fall out of my hand, I try my best to quickly reach for it but she snatched it before me.

“IS THIS ONLY 50% PERCENT ON YOUR MATH TEST?!” she screams at me trailing closer, I back up more as she only got closer and closer.

“I’m sorry I’ll do better next time” I say quietly

“NO there will be no next time” she says before I could speak I feel my check throbbing and burn from her hash slap. This was the same routine everyday she will abuse me like I’m useless and I would run away crying but, not this time, this time it will be different.

“Why do you treat me like this? What have I ever done to you!” I speak up 

“You’re useless and I don’t care about you at all but you should be thankful I took you in”

“I wish you didn’t! I would be so much happier if I were back in the system but you are treating me like garbage and you don’t even have a reason to do that to me! I’m 18 years old and you still treat me with no respect! I can’t take it anymore! I hate you and I always have ever since you took me in!” I scream I was out of breath

“KALEL don’t you dare tell me what to do!” she says through gritted teeth

“No I can’t take it anymore I can’t live like this, all these bruises are from you! And only you” I yell as I roll up my sleeves 

“You deserved them, you are a mistake” she replies

“Okay so I am a mistake? it was a mistake for you to take me in?  I guess it’s a mistake to beat me every single hour of the day? It was just a mistake that I cry myself to sleep at night? Are all these big things really mistakes!” I have totally lost my anger It all boiled inside me until there were steam coming out of my ears I couldn’t take it I slapped my foster mom after my sentence. She held onto her red bruised cheek.

“You brat!” she shrieks

“You feel my pain now don’t y-” I say

I was cut off by her daggered punch hitting my chin all her rings hitting me made it worse. I felt the tint of the sour blood dripping down on my lips and a large cut from her diamond ring on the right side of my throbbing bruised cheek. Tears were welling up in my eyes I busted out like there was a damn that got destroyed but that damn were my eyes and the one that broke it was my foster mom. She broke me so bad I can’t trust anybody even when I try they turn and stab me in the back.  I grab my back pack that was on my side and ran up the wooden stairs into my room. Before I made it all the way into my room I her Jade yell