Where i belong

CHAPTER 11

Pov-zero

Waking up to an idea is great like when you don't know what to do at all for the rest of your life but an idea pops up and your like YAS.

Well my idea is that I look for my mom. I'll look for her until I find her. I won't stop until I find her.

I get up off the bed and pick out my clothes. I pick a black long sleeve shirt and black ripped jean pants.

I get a towel and take a quick shower. Letting the water run down my back relaxing my muscles.

I wash my hair and body. When I'm done I get out and dry off.

When I got done I put on my clothes. I walk into my bedroom and put on my socks and shoes.

I walk downstairs and pull up my sleeves. I walk to the kitchen and start on the dishes.

It's only five o'clock so Im starting on my chores early.

After twenty minutes I get done with the dishes. I get a wet rag and wipe down the counters and table. I sweep the floor and mop it.

I go to the living room and start picking up trash. I get a wet rag and wipe down the coffee table. When I got done I sweep the carpet cause I don't wanna wake up the demons.

When I got done It was six thirty. I take another shower real quick and put on different clothes.

I basically wear the same kinda clothes but there clean.

I put on my socks and shoes and get my hoodie. I put my iPod in my hoodie pocket and pick up my bag.

I go downstairs and head out the door before the demons wake up.

My ribs still hurt but not as bad as they did yesterday. Still hurt if someone touches them though.

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It's been about eighteen minutes, still walking to school. A car pulls up beside me and three guys get out.

This can't be good.

"Hey mute can't drive a car?" One with black spiky hair says

"Awwww look at him he's so widdle" the dude with short brown hair says

They all walk around me. Blocking me from running.

"What does Oakley see in you? Your mute"

I look at the third dude that said that. I clench my fist. I know I'm not fat but I'm not sickly skinny. I actually have some muscle that you can see but not alot.

"Whatcha gonna do widdle boy" the first one says

I cross my arms. Trying to protect myself but at the same time to stop from shaking.

"Get him"

The two guys grab both my arms. I try to get myself out of there grip but the keep tighten them.

"Well we'll, so weak, pathetic"

The spiky hair dude that seems to be the leader says.

He punches me in the stomach. I bit my bottom lip to block myself from screaming.

He punches me multiple times in the stomach and three times in my face.

"Can't even protect himself" the third guy says

The two guys drop me to the ground and started kicking me.

After a few more minutes they stop. Get in there car and drive away.

I slowly get up. Well I didn't shed any tears but my stomach and face hurts alot.

Once I got up I start walking to school. Putting up my hood so nobody could see my face.