Pov-Zero
When I got home everything was silent as usual.
It still creeps me out.
I walk into the kitchen and see dirty plates on the table. I pick up the plates put them in the sink. I pick up the empty cans of beer off the counter and throw them away.
I get a wet rag and started to wipe down the counters. When I got done with that I started to do the dishes. I cleaned the plates and put them on the counter.
I swept and mopped the floor and cleaned off the table. I cleaned out the sink to make sure there was no messes left.
The living is already cleaned like no one touched it.
I go up to my room and layed my bag by the side of the door. I lay back onto my bed and stared at the ceiling.
Still wondering if I can ever find my mom. I don't care about my dad. My dad was an abuser. He's a nasty old man. I Wonder why he changed?
I quickly sat up when I heard mumbling downstairs. Seems like there home. Maybe the school didn't call them?
"ZERO"
I'm in big trouble.
I quickly got up off my bed and headed downstairs.
I see Patty and Jessy standing in front of of the couch giving me death glares.
I really hope there mad about something else.
"Skipped school?"
She said that way to calm. I swear I just saw my life flash before my eyes.
I look down and nodded my head slowly. Maybe if I act innocent they'll not hit me?
"You want to die don't you?"
And again she's calm. And no I don't want to die I'm too young. People are crazy.
I shake my head.
I feel a sharp pain going through my stomach. I fall to the ground crunching over.
"A punch for skipping school"
I feel another sharp pain going through my ribs.
"A kick for disobey"
I feel somewhat hard hit my back. Sound of glass shattering into pieces, some of it going Into my back.
"Glass for being stupid"
I feel something hit my the side of my head. Blood from the gash on my forehead going down my face. Lip and nose busted. Feeling something sharp slice my cheek.
"Knee to the face, knife to the cheek"
That's all she said before they went into the kitchen.
I slowly got up and leaned on the wall for support. I went into my bedroom and headed into the bathroom.
All I saw was red covering my face. I slowly take off my shirt, wincing cause of my stomach and ribs.
I turn around and see blood going down my back and tiny pieces of glass.
This is bad. I can't get the glass out of my back myself and I don't have anymore band-aids or anything to put over the cuts.
I guess I'm just gonna take a shower And push through the pain.
This sucks.
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My body is aching. Some glass fell out of my back when I took a shower last night and I got the blood off my face so all there is is a cut that's trying to heal and the gash on my head and my busted lip and bruised, probably broken ribs.
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RandomZero Zero is a normal fifteen year old boy, well that's what some people think. He keeps to himself and try not to make people that are close to him worry. He's an orphan, he just wants someone who would take him In and love him for who he is. Oak...