Point of view

Chapter 4

Sky POV

After explaining everything to Ashley and Becky, there were a variety of reactions. From laughter to gasping to laughter to confusion to disappointment.

They didn't know the mystery asshole but the fact that he endangered his daughter like that was enough for them to "hate" him. By the time we reached school, 1st period started 5 mins ago and I already knew how this would turn out. Sadly I had History with Ms. Anderson and double sadly, Ashley and Becky both had Math. So I had to deal with this bitch by myself.

Ms. Anderson was a middle age hag who hated everyone and everything. Even oxygen. She gives everybody an attitude for no apparent reason and she hated her job, so why the fuck is she working here then???

I knocked on the door and waited until she answered before I stepped in, all eyes on me. It made me feel a little self conscious but I wasn't going to let them see that. I had to put up a strong front so that nobody can fuck with me again. Sometimes I do get carried away and say unnecessary things but it's too late to go back sooo...sorry not sorry.

"Ahh Ms. Adams, so nice of you to finally join us. I hope you have a goof excuse for why you are 10 mins late to my class." She gave me her signature I-hate-you-and-all-living-things look.

10 mins late?

This bitch can't be serious. I pulled my phone out and put it right into her face.

"As you can see four eyes, I'm only 5 mins late and the reason why should not be any of your concern. Mind your damn business." The look on her face was so priceless, I wish I could have took a picture. Oh wait, I can.

And that's exactly what I did. She stared at me in shock while I just smiled and went to my seat which is at the back of the class. As usual, the whispers in class start and they think I couldn't hear them but I did. I just ignore them.

"Man she is so scary."

"She's so hot."

"She is such a bitch."

"She just loves to get attention."

"I bet she was fucking some random guy before she came hear, that's why she's late." Ok now I decided to make a U-turn to the bitch who said that.

I walked up to Jessica, the school slut. Almost every guy knows her and what her mouth can do.

"Listen here you school slut. You don't know shit about me so if I were you, I would shut the fuck up and stick to sucking dick behind the school." Her face was as red as a tomato and there snickering and oouus could be heard.

"W-well at least I don't go around accusing people of rape. And you say I'm the slut." She smirk at me when she saw my face.

Ohhh now this bitch didn't just say what I think she say.

Before she could even blink, My fist connected to her fake ass nose and then the onslaught began. I grabbed her hair and started to beat the shit out this bitch. I hear screaming and pleas for me to stop but my mind went blank and all I could think about was that faithful night.

"Please...don't do this."

"Stop acting like you don't love it. Like you don't love me."

"Jasper please I'm begging you. Please don't do this to me."

"Sky just shut up and let me love you. I've been waiting to fuck you for so long and you kept on being a big fucking baby. Well now it's time to makd you a woman."

"Sky stop your gonna kill her. Sky!!!"

My thought came back as I saw Ashley and Becky rush into the room walking past a bloody Jessica. I looked at my hands and I lost it. I just broke down screaming and crying looking at the blood that's on my hands. Ever since that night, I've developed a fear of blood. It reminds me of my stolen innocence that can never be return and it made me feel sad, angry, broken, weak, all these sudden rush of emotions.

People might call me a tomboy, dyke, tranny or whatever they call me in this hellhole of a school, all in all I am a girl and girls are vert emotional. I hate it. All these damn emotions, mood swings, sudden cravings(not pregnant), disgusting lustful stares from guys who only have one thing in mind. Sex.

They don't care about how the girl feels. They just care about pleasing themselves and then bragging about it. All males are disgusting species that need to be exterminated.

My mind doesn't register the fact that I've been picked up bridal style while still crying and screaming. I couldn't see who it was because my eyes were closed and I was fighting out of the person's strong grip.

"Nooo...let me go. Please don't hurt me. Please!!" My breathing became uneven and it was harder to take in air. I felt like my throat was being squeezed.

I'm having a panick attack. I haven't had one in years.

"Hey hey hey calm down, everything is going to be alright. Just take slow deep breaths and think about something that calms you down." This voice. It's so caring and filled with concern, like they actually cared about what might happen to me.

But it sounds familiar and my stomach agrees with me because it feels weird. I think I heard it somewhere before but my mind can't focus right now. I feel myself thinking about how the mystery voice sounded like a caring father who was worried about the wellbeing of his child and would never leave her side no matter what. My stomach felt like it had wings and it felt like it wanted to fly away. That's fucking weird.

Deciding to ignore my gut feeling, I did what the mystery voice told me to do and I could feel myself calming down. Before I could say anything else, I drifted off into darkness.