Where i belong

CHAPTER 13

Pov-Oakley

When we left zeros house I had a bad feeling like somethings gonna happen.

Weird?

"Hey oakie?"

I look at mom. She looked concerned?

"Yeah? Something wrong?"

"I'll tell you when we get home. Don't worry"

She turned back in her seat and stared out the window. I see dad grab her hand making her calm down.

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When we got home mom made me sit in the livingroom and she sat beside me.

"So what's up?" I ask

"Zero's your friend right?" She ask

Dad comes into the living room and sits down on the opposite couch.

"Well yeah? Why wouldn't he be? He's a good guy?"

"Well since your his friend keep an close eye on him okay?"

I nod my head. Still a little confused. Wonder why she wants me to keep an close eye on him?

Mom patted my head and went into the kitchen. Dad got up and sat by me

"Ya know kiddo, your a good person" dad says while patting my head

I'm not a dog.

"I try" I say chuckling

Dad shakes his head while laughing a bit. He got up and walked in the kitchen.

"Well time to do homework" I say to myself.

Did I just talk to myself? Unbelievable.

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Pov-zero

Finally got done with the chores now all I have to do is take a shower.

I pick out a grey long sleeve shirt and ripped pants.

If someone came into my room and looked at my closet they'll think I'm depressed.

Funny.

I take a quick shower. I got out and put my clothes on.

I got out of the bathroom. I hear the front door close.

Oh no.

"The kid better be home" I hear patty say

I hear footsteps coming up the stairs so I quickly go to my bed and got under the covers.

I hear my door opening slowly.

"I know your awake"

Oh crap.

"GET UP"

I quickly got up. I see Patty standing at the doorway with a bottle of alcohol in her hand.

She smirks at me and then lifted up the bottle.

This cant be good.

She threw the bottle towards me. Before I can move out of the way the bottle hits me in the head. I fall to the ground feeling dizzy, blood going down the side of my face.

"No wonder no body wanted you. Pathetic"

She walks out of the room. Slamming the door.

Ouch.

I got up stumbling a bit. I walk towards the bathroom and looked at my head.

How am I supposed to cover this up?

It was a big gash in my head. Probably needs stitches. It hurts. Hurts as in falling off a cliff and landing on a bed of nails or getting burned by fire.

Don't ask.

I get a washrag and put soap on it. I got it wet and dabbed it on the big gash.

I dropped the rag and bit my bottom lip. Why does it have to sting so bad.

I pick up the rag again and cleaned the blood that's still going down my face.

When I got done with that I got a new rag and put soap on it. I put water on it and brought it up to the gash.

This is gonna sting.

I gently put the rag on the gash. It burns like heak.

I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down.

Not working at all.

I take the rag off. The rag was full of blood. Wonder how I didn't pass out?

I squeeze the bloody water out of the rag and got it wet again. Putting the rag back on the gash.

It hurts like getting shocked by electrical wires or getting hit with a electrical bug killing thingy.

Again. Don't ask.

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Finally got done cleaning the gash on my forehead. It still hurts. Alot.

I have white cotton wrapped around my head. I look like a dork.

I'm laying in my bed right now. It's nine thirty at night. Listening to better off dead by sleeping with sirens.

I didn't chose the song it came on by itself. It's a good some though.

I haven't been laying in bed all day doing nothing. I layed in bed doing research.

I've done some research trying to find my mom. I didn't find anything at all. Sucks.

I can't even think straight right now.

Just staring at the selling is fun. I have nothing else to do.

Wait!

I have a window. And there's a roof. I can climb out the window and it on the roof!

See I'm smart.

I got up from my bed and went to the window. It's big enough to were I can climb threw it. I open it up and looked to the side. There's a tree beside my window.

I grab the tree branch and climbed it. I stand up on it and grabbed the other tree branch. I walk towards the end of it and jumped.

I jumped onto the rooftop. I'm not escaping cause if I do Patty and Jessy would beat me.

I layed back on the rooftop and looked at the sky. It's so beautiful.

Ya know how I said I wasn't mute? I'm not. I chose not to talk. I still talk but not to people. I talk to myself. When I'm alone I talk to myself cause I have nobody else to talk to. Being abuse and told not to talk at a young age made me like this. There was only one foster family that was actually nice to me. They left suddenly without me. They didn't want me, no one does.

Looking up at the stars reminds me of sitting with my mom. When I was three she always brought me outside. Sitting out there for hours talking. One day she told me no matter whats gonna happen in the future always keep your head up. Never let anyone push you around. Your strong, brave, smart young boy.

How can I keep my head up when all the people I'm with are abusive and horrible? They tell me I have nothing to live for? They ask me why am I even on this world?

Honestly I don't know?

The world is crule.
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Hello chicken peeps

I'm back and my headache is gone. YAY

I'mma try to write two chapters in one day starting tomorrow cause of school.

I'mma freashman now. Highschool is really scary cause I don't wanna get lost. Plus idk how to make friends cause I barely talk to people😅😶

Cya next chapter 💖💕💗❣️💝