Where i belong

CHAPTER 16

Pov-zero

"You can write or talk it's up to you. I'm not gonna push you zero. Take your time, when you feel like you'll talk again then do it" Oakley says, sitting beside me on her bed

Everyone is still here. There gonna ask me questions to why I had glass in my back, bruises and cuts.

Oakley hands me a notebook and pen. She stands up and walks out of the bedroom to get her parents.

I'm gonna tell everyone what's been happening. Oakley said that if it's really bad she's gonna help me. She bringing her parents because they could help me to.

Oakley walks back into the bedroom with Katie and jake behind her. Oakley smiles at me, her and her parents sit down on the bed while the others watch.

"Okay so tell us why you come to school with cuts and bruises?"

I nod my head and look at my hands.

This is gonna take a long time to explain.

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I told them everything. No I didn't talk. Why? Cause I don't want to.

They said they'll to everything they can to help. They even invited me to stay as long as I want.

I said no cause I didn't want Patty and Jessy to get mad and call the cops.

I walk up the porch of the devil's house. Opening the door. Weird how they always had there front door unlocked.

I walk into the devil's house. No one was home. That's good. I walk into the kitchen that was clean and then I walked back into the living room which was also clean.

Did I clean this or did something else? Maybe patty cleaned it....ptsh she can't even wash her hair. Maybe Jessy? I mean I can see him cleaning the house. He looks like he should be a nice guy, he just hung out with the wrong people and married a nasty woman.

I go upstairs and threw my bag to the ground. I go to the bathroom and checked my face and back. The cuts are slowly healing but I don't know when the bruises will fade.

I walk out of my bathroom and went to my bedroom. I sat on my bed and took my iPod out of my hoodie.

Putting in my earbuds and turning on Young blood by 5sos.

Humming along to there voices. Laying back on my bed, wincing a little cause my back still hurts.

I don't know what to do since I'm home. I have nobody to talk to. No one to hang out with. No parents to tell them what happened today, to tell good news, to talk about my day, laugh, cry, smile, be happy.

But no. My dad turned into a drug head and my mom left me so she could protect me.

But thinking back to when I was four, thinking about my mom. She hurt me to. With words.

When I was three my mom blamed me for stuff. She blamed me about everything. About how that if she didn't give birth to me dad would of been happy. How she would be better without me. How she wished I died at birth. How she never wanted me. How she never loved me. She never cared. She never helped me. Never saved me. She hurt me to the point I thought.....to the point I thought about killing myself.

Now here I am. A fifteen year old orphan living with devil's. I know Oakley and her friends are with me but they'll never know they whole story. I didn't tell them about my mom. I told them that she left me to protect me, which she did. She started to change when I was four.

It was my birthday. Dad was angry cause I had all of mom attention. Mom said she loved me and she apologized about the things she said. Four year old me accepted her apologies.

After two months she changed into a better woman. Taking care of me, taking me to the playground, taking me to school, playing outside, talking, being happy.

Why was dad so mad? He had a perfect wife? He had a house, he had a car, he had everything but whenever he saw me he was mad. I never done anything to him.

We where a family, where was the love, care, smiles?

Everything about having a loving family is a lie to me. I never had that. Everyone turns on me.  No one loved me.

No one will ever love me.
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