I'm a survivor

Chapter one

Rangers POV:

As I'm walking to school and wondering why it's so damn cold today I hear a voice that I'm defiantly not in the mood for.

"Hey ranger wait up!"

I turn back around to see Fred and his minions running upto me.

"Hey slut! I missed you last friday. no one to beat up. only your pathetic enough to receive punches from me, heck even the nerds are to good to be punched by me."

He keeps getting in my face and I try to shove him off me.. Big mistake.

"Don't touch me you slut!"

And with that he pushes me into the snow, straddles my waist. blow after blow keeps finding its way to my face.

"Why. Punch. Can't. Punch. You. Punch. Just. Punch. Die!!" punch punch punch.

He stands over me and spits in my bruised face.

"Your pathetic! why are you even still alive? I have an idea why don't you do everyone a favour and hang yourself. one less pathetic soul on this earth."

He gives one last good kick to my side, I cry out in pain but still refusing to let any tears fall. my tears are to good for him.

I hear him and his group of followers walk away laughing like a wild pack of hyenas. They leave me hear to freeze, but my body is used to this so this doesn't affect me in any way.

I turn to the side to put my face on the snow so it can cool the burning feeling on the side of my face. what I see makes me sick.

Blood.

My blood.

Speckled across the white snow. the redness from my blood staining the white snow a sickly red colour. patches, streaks, splatters puddles of blood around my body.

I lie there just staring and start to wonder:

' what did I do to deserve this?'

' Why do they hate me so much? '

' Why am I still alive, living for what? '

I slowly sit up, careful about my side because it hurts so bad. I reach up to dust the sides of my head, only to wince in pain. what the?

Oh yeah that's right my dad threw his beer bottle at me this morning. I sigh and force my self up and out of the snow. I pick up my school bag that was thrown to the side when I was tackled.

I start to search for my phone only to see it in a pool of yellow liquid.

No they didn't. they couldn't of have. they pee'd all over my phone. I sigh and look to see if it's still working, sadly it's not. I put the pee covered phone in my bag and make my way to school. why is my life full of shit for?

Once I reach the gates to school, I start having second thoughts. I could just skip today I mean I've already been beaten twice today. my dad won't be home from the pub until like 1 in the morning. and mums probably still in some strangers bed. I hope she gets enough to pay the bills.

I walk in to the halls to see people giving me the evil, disgusted, amused or 'ewww your still alive' look. then there's whispering about me. they don't try to hide the fact that they're talking about me.

"Oi did you hear, I heard she sleeps with the principal so she can still attend this school"

" I heard she try'd to commit suicide, to bad It didn't work though"

" She cuts ya know?"

" God she's so hideous! she should wear a bag over her face maybe then she'll have a chance with the janitor"

I keep my head down and walk as fast as I can to my locker. Once I reach there I grab the books I'll need for first and second period: science top class and history top class. I close my locker only to have someone throw a football right into my face.

I groan and check to see if my nose is bleeding, lucky me it's not. I go to pick up the ball.

"Oi ya ugly shit!! don't touch my ball just fuck off or I'll throw it again!"

That was jake the quarter back for our school team. with his bimbo girlfriend at his side laughing like she's constipated or something. I chuckle at the thought and quickly walk the other direction.

I stop in front of the classroom door and wait with everyone else. but as soon as I stop and wait everyone around me clears off like I'm some disease covered bug. so I'm leaning against the wall waiting while everyone gossips about how ugly I am and about my family, about how my mum sells herself for money and my dad's the towns drunk. how true they were was the sad part.

The teacher finally arrives and lets everyone in but stops me.

"Now ranger, I believe you were away last Friday because of family issues am I correct?"

"Yes miss lovely."

"Alright, well are you alright? is everything fine at home?"

I hesitate then give her my answer. lucky my little hesitation doesn't throw her off.

"Y-yes miss lovely everything is completely fine at home."

She looks a bit unsure before she finally answers. "okay well if you need someone to talk to I'm all ears."

"Thank you miss lovely, i'll.. ah.. keep that in mind"

I give her a small forced smile and make my way into class and take my usual seat at the back right corner with empty seats around me.

When miss lovely walks in she looks in my direction and smiles. Everyone turns to glare at me. I just look past them all to the front and act like nothing's happening.

"Good morning class, today we will be learning what will happen if we add a base chemical and acidic chemical together and seeing if we will get a chemical reaction or neutral response.."

I zone out after that, I pull out my note book and start sketching. I sketch my self happy wrapped in loving peoples arms. we all look happy, love in their eyes for me. For a moment I believe this drawing but reality dawns on me and what type of life I actually have.

But then I scoff and rip the page out and scrunch it up, then start on a clean page sketching me in a corner bruised and crying. with the people who were supposed to love for me, laughing drinking and saying nasty things to me.

I stare at the paper and think:

'This is my life, but why?'

Hope you enjoyed!! Until next chapter!!

-TREY:) x