Yellow Heart | DT

seven

First. I'm so sorry for taking so long to post, school is killing me :/
Anyways, enjoy ♡
- Alex
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Aiden.

-What are you doing?! Are you crazy?! - I was extremely mad and scared.

- I didn't mean to scare you.

- You grabbed me and you covered my mouth, that's you being nice?!

- Look bitch call down. - His facial expression changed in seconds, that's something I got used to. He grabbed my arm aggressively.

- No, not anymore. - I tried to make him let go of me but he was way stronger.

- Look silly bitch - Instead of letting go, he pushed me against the wall by grabbing my neck.

His eyes, I saw nothing. No emotions, no soul. Again.

- You should start respecting me or yo're done. Did you understand? - he said.

I started seeing blurry, I couldn't breathe.

- DO YOU UNDERSTAND? - he screamed at my face, I couldn't talk so I just nodded. - Great, good girl. Fix your makeup and you better don't tell anyone. Remember that this time I'm being nice, you know what I can do, don't make me angry EVER again.

He let go his hand of my neck and then slapped my face.

I let myself fall against the wall while grabbing my neck. I couldn't help myself on stop crying.

"I can't believe this is happening again.
All the pain is coming back."

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I tried to put myself together but I just couldn't force a smile or look less sad and scared.

He told me "I leave first, then wait five minutes and you can leave too" so I did it. I didn't even cared if someone saw me in the boy's bathroom.

I checked my clock, my hands were still shaking and I still was holding the tears.
I had ten minutes to leave school before the break start. When the time Aiden told me to wait went by I got out of the bathroom and walked faster than I could.

I called a taxi and lucky, he was not that far of the school.

-Good morning. - I said entering the car. The old man looked at me with a disgusted look and didn't answered me.

- Where are you going? - "Rude"

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"I guess the universe didn't wanted me to wake up this morning for a reason" I thought to myself.

I told the taxi driver to stop not to far of my house, first, because that man looked like a psychopath and I didn't wanted him to know where I lived and second, because I felt like walking.

I took the key of my backpack and entered my own house, I closed the door behind me with my foot and sat on the couch.

"I thought I could be happy again, why can't I? ...i just know it's going to get worse as before." my thoughts were stopped because of my phone was vibrating in my backpack.

In the screen I read "Dad", that's when I remembered I had to call him yesterday.
As much as I wanted to talk with him, it wasn't the right time.
I looked at the screen for a few seconds, thinking about what to do.
I decided to answer.

-Hello? - he said.

- Hi dad. - I tried to sound as happy as possible.

- I miss you sweetie, are you doing good?