Save my soul [Imagine Dragons Fanfic]

Expelled

TW: child abuse

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Dan:

I look around to see if someone is in here. But the locker room is empty except for me. Quickly I slide my hand into the bag in front of me. I take out the wallet and open it. Bingo! I take the ten dollars and put them in my pocket. Then I put the wallet back into the backbag right in front of me. I turn around and immediately bump into someone. Quickly I scoot back and rub my nose while looking whom I just ran into. As I raise my eyes, I can see my gym teacher Mr. Fletch standing in front of me. He looks at me and reaches out his hand. That's bad, I think. Really, really bad. I look down and give him the money. "To the principals office! Now!" he orders with anger in his voice. Shit, I think by myself. It took me to long. That's such a beginner's mistake. I lower my head again and without saying a word I take my own backpack and head out of the locker room. My teacher right behind me.

We arrive at the office and Mr. Fletch knocks. "Come in." He opens the door and signal me to go in. I guess he fears that I would run away if he would go in first. But I wouldn't do that. I know that it makes everything worse. I enter the office, Mr Fletch right behind me. He closes the door and says: "I just caught him stealing money from his classmates." The headmaster nods and responds: "Okay. You can go back to your class now." Then we are alone.

"Take a seat!" he says. I do what he wants. I know that it was a order and not a request. I sit down in front of him and put my backpag at my tights. Then I take a nervous glare at the men in front of me. He sighes. "It's not the first time that you are in here Daniel. You've attended this school now for a year and during this year you've been here what five times?" I shrug my shoulders and look down again. "I've given you more chances than other students. But stealing is something different. I'm sorry but you are expelled." My head scoots up immediatly. "No please. Just give me one more chance. Please. I promise that I won't steal again. Please." I beg. I can feel tears welling up in my eyes. "I'm sorry Daniel. But I can't do that. I normally would have to inform the police too." I shake my head. "Please don't do that. I know that it was wrong." He sighes. "Well why did you do it then?" I shrug my shoulders and stare at my hands. Of course there is a reason, but no one can know that. The principal sighes again. "Please leave the school now." Slowly I stand up and walk towards the door. "You wouldn't change anything if I didn't expel you. I hope that now you think about your actions. Don't throw your life away Daniel. You could do so many things. But you can't continue like that. I hope you understand that."

How should I explain that to my dad? He will kill me! That's the second school I got expelled because I got caught stealing. Even though I walked home in snail pace I reach our house way too fast. Now I'm standing here in front of the door thinking how I can explain the situation the best. Suddenly the door is opened and my father looks down at me. He looks like the perfect man. 6'2" tall and lots of muscels but not to much. Others see him as the perfect father, always smiling and greeting the others. But I know his true face. He is my nightmare. Our house is my hell. The hell I've been living in for my entire life. No one ever helped me get out of here because no one has ever found out. We've kept it a secret for my whole live.

Here he stands in front of me. Looking down on me with an angry face. I can already smell the alcohol. Great. I got expelled and have to explain that to my drunken dad. He is bad enough when he is sober. My knees are shaking as I enter the house. I try to run up to my room but after he closed the door, he places himself between me and the stairs. I drop my bag and glance at him nervously. "Your principal called me," he starts with a calm voice. Shit. He already knows. My hands get sweaty and I look at the floor. "Told me that you got expelled for stealing." I can hear him coming closer to me but I don't take my eyes of the floor. My whole body is shaking of fear.

Suddenly his hands collapse with my chest and he shoves me against the wall. It hurts as my back hits the wall, but I don't make a sound. That would only make him angrier. He raises his arm and hits me with his bare hand. "Are you too stupid to do anything right?" He hits me again. My cheek is already burning but I remain silent. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" I lift my head. Tears welling up in my eyes. He stares at me angrily. "You little piece of shit. Do you want to destroy my life?" As I don't answer him he closes his hand and hits me with his fist. "Answer me!" Now he is yelling. "No sir." I say with a trembling voice. His fist collides with my face once again. "What did I do to I deserve you?" Another hit. I can't hold the tears back anymore. "Man up you little baby. You're such a mistake." My father yells. Then he hits me several times in my face and my stomach. After what seemed like an eternity he stops. My whole body is aching.

He takes a step back and growls: "However, it's Friday you know what that means." I gulp. I hoped that he would forget about it. With shaking hands I reach into my pocket and hand him the money." He takes it and counts. "That's all?" he shouts again. I nod and look down again. "That's 40$. Tell me our deal again!" I swallow. "I have a week to bring you 50$. Otherwise you can hurt me as much as you want to" "Did you hold up your end of the deal?" I shake my head and look at him again. He smiles. And I immediatly know that I won't get much sleep tonight.