Im the daughter...of Tony Perry?!

Should I sink or swim or simply disappear?

I awoke to a loud banging on my door.

"Wake up you free loader! Get to school before I get to you!" I hear my dad shout from the other side.

I throw back my blankets and rush to throw on some old gray skinny jeans and a oversized sweater thats cut low in the front and longer in the back. I grab my bookbag and old gray vans, throwing in a beanie and my make up bag before dashing down the steps. I throw a goodbye over my shoulder and take off for the bus.

/15 minuets later/

I step off the bus and walk into the dreaded building me and the rest of the world call highschool. I make my way to the bathroom down the sophomores hallway and lay my bag down beside me, pulling out my make up bag and hair brush. I wrip off my beanie and brush out my long curly red hair. I quickly do my eyeliner and mascaura before putting my beanie back on and shoving everything back in my little messanger back. I take a deep breath and glance at myself in the mirror one last time.

I did a pretty good job covering up the bruise but could do nothing for my swollen red eye. Stupid Jack.

Hey, Im right here!

Jack painfully reminds me. I glance to my left at the constant pain in my side and glare at him. He just smirks and walks up to me. He grips my chin and jerks my face up to look at him. He was significantly taller than me, by a full head, so it hurt having to look striaght up at him.

Dont ever forget that. We, ha, we will never leave you alone you little peasent.

He hisses down at me before walking out of the bathroom. I take a deep breath, again, and turn to leave the bathroom.  Its true, theyre never gonna leave me alone. My dad wont buy me medicine so it just gets worse and worse each day. Theres only a few who show up but each one is worse than the last.  Jack, compared to the others, is a saint.

I grumble while making my way to my first period class. Just as im about to walk in, I smack into another body.

"Watch you you little emo freak." Natasha Berry sneers at me. I'll give you the short story of her and I. Shes popular, im not. Shes a prep, im alternative. Shes in, im out. Opposites do not attract here. You stay where you belong. And im completely ok with that.

"You also ran into me Natasha." I say then brush past her. I dont get but a footstep away before I feel her razor sharp nails grab at my arm and sink in. I try not to yelp out while she pulls me back in front of her.

"No one, especially not someone like you, talks to me like that, got it? I can make your life a living nightmare in less than 5 minuets." 'Ha, my dad can do it in less than 2' I think to myself but just nod my head at her so she'll let go.

Just before zhe releases me, she pulls me close so her mouth is next to my ear and hisses," We will never leave you alone." My eyes widen and I feel something in my brain shift, like a switch is turned on. I start to scream out and grab onto Natashas hair. I pull and yank till another student comes over and pries me off of her. I back away from them into a corner and continue to scream, holding my knees close and rocking back and forth. My eyes are pinched close, memory after memory of my dad hurting me and covering it up. Of Jack and the others pushing me around and teasing me, doing anything to cause me physical and emotio al pain.

Hands grab at my knees and voices ask me over and over to stop and whats wrong. I just scream harder and scoot back farther into the wall, feeling like my chest is being crushed and my head is going to explode.

Delilah,

Jack whispered to me.

"Go away Jack." I shout at him.

"Delilah honey whos Jack?" my teacher, Mrs. Rita, asks while trying to get me to pry my legs open and move my hands from my face.

Delilah,

Jack says a little louder, making me panic even more.

"Jack please just go away!" I beg him, feeling tears spill out of my eyes.

"Delilah open your eyes." Mrs. Rita commands softly. I shake my head no and shrink farther into myself.

"Delilah, if you dont opem your eyes and calm down, we're gonna have to sedate you. I dont wanna have to do that so please open your eyes honey."

Dont do it! She's tricking you!

"How do you know?" I ask Jack.

"Because thats what we have to do. Open your eyes in 3 seconds or I have to sedate you." Mrs. Rita tells me.

Dont do it!

"One," she starts counting.

Dont you dare do it Delilah!

"Two,"

Delilah, I swear, if you open your eyes...

Just as she said three, my eyes fluttered open.

She was sitting in front of me, her hand resting on my knee. There was a crowd around us full of faculty and students. Jack was among the crowd, leaning against two guys staring dowm at me, pretending to bite there heads off  and laughing. Mrs. Ritas voice pulls me back.

"Delilah, Delilah sweetie look at me, look at me only." I look into her big green eyes and focus souly on her.

"Delilah honey, we need to call your father."