You ruined everything

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The next day I woke up in my own bed. Alive, and no bruises. Wow guess dad didn't come home or just didn't care. I walked out of my room after doing my morning routine. "Hey sweetie what's up?" My dad asks nicely. What's wrong with him? "Um nothing. I'm heading to school." He nods and I walk out confused. I arrive at school a few minutes later and head to my locker. I see Zach making out with Brooklyn a few lockers down. I gag at the sight it's honestly disgusting how he just falls for her games. I open my locker and grab my books for first period and slam my locker making Zach jump, I want to laugh but I won't so I just walk away. I see him look at me with sympathy in his eyes..I wonder why? I walk in the class 5 minutes before the bell rings indicating class is starting. I sit down and 5 minutes later Zach walks in with two police officers and point to me. They walk over to me. "Hey are you Lyra?" One says to me. "Uh yes w-why?" They look at each other. "Can we speak with you outside?" The other asks me. "Sure." I say and get up Zach follows us outside. "Are you being abused by your father?" He asks me. "W-who told you this information?" They point to Zach. I glare at him. "No officers I thing mr. Herron was misinformed." I smile at them not stuttering...YES! "Ok you to are good to go back to class." The officers told us. We walk back in peace. "Zach what were you thinking?" I ask him confused why he would do something like this. "I think I was trying to save you from getting hurt because it hurts me to see you with a bruise on your face which btw is missing today do you have makeup on?" Ugh I can't believe him right now! "Yes Zach I do, do you have a problem with it?" He just rolls his eyes and we enter the classroom seeing as we are here. The teacher just nods as we enter meaning we didn't have to explain why we were late.
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I enter my house that I call home and head up to my room. My dad spins gets home and comes to my room. He walks over to me and slaps me "WHY WOULD YOU CALL THE POLICE ON ME?!" I gulp "what I stopped them someone else called I tried to stop them I promise!" I scream at him. He just slaps me again and kicks me to the ground. Then he picks me up by my hair and slams my head on the window sill I feel my head when he leaves the room to see that it was bleeding...great time to make up a story for the teachers tomorrow. I got a text on my phone:
Zach: are you okay I heard you scream?!
Me: yeah I'm fine Zach just watched a scary movie my dad is actually being really nice were watching it together.
Zach: send a picture I don't believe you..
Me:ZACH WTH I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU!
Zach: fine bye.
I roll my eyes in annoyance I crawl over to my bed and go to sleep.

The next day I wake up and go into the bathroom. I pull out all of my makeup I have collected over 7 years. I put on foundation first then concealer and trust me it took a lot to cover all the bruises but I couldn't cover the big one in my neck. Ok I fell down the stairs when I went to get popcorn for the movie last night. Yep that's it! 

I walk into school and Zach runs up to me. "Zach space!" He looks at my neck then me and drags me into the boy/girl bathroom. He grabs a makeup wipe that I didn't know why he had and wiped all my makeup off with one hand while the other was holding my hands down and I was cornered in a wall. He looks at my face while I start crying. "Lyra...what happened this time?" I gulp. "Well while we were watching the movie in my room I went downstairs to get popcorn and I fell down the stairs and yeah." I laugh nervously he just glared at me. "Ok ok dad got mad at me because of the cops." His face turns to worry. "Omg Lyra...I called the cops and you got hurt for it...I'm so stupid I shouldn't have done that I've ruined everything." I just nod and walk out of the bathroom and everyone stares at my face.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 28, 2018 ⏰

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