Osmosis

Chapter 1.

Kami's P.O.V.

"Mom, I'm home," I say when I enter my house, even though I am already aware that no one will hear me. I am about to go up to my room to start on my homework when I am startled by a stinging sensation on my cheek.

"Ah!" I scream as my mother hits me again.

"What the hell did I tell you about yelling in the house?" My mother screams at me. I'm shaking as she grabs my face in her small hand and looks me in the eyes.

She hits me again. "Well?!?" She screams yet again.

A single tear drips down my face.

"Not to."

"So, why did you yell young lady?!?" My mother screams into my face again as she hits me. I fall to the ground, now with blood trickling from my mouth.

"I- I was just saying that I was home mom," I try to tell her.

"You didn't need to yell! I know what time you get home, you don't have to tell me you little bitch. You disrupted Evan and I, you will be punished!"

"No mom, please," I beg her as I attempt to stand up.

She pushes me back down, making me hit my head on the hard tiles of the kitchen floor.

"Did I say you could get up?!" My mother yells with anger in her eyes.

I try to answer but I'm crying so hard that I can't manage a word. Instead, I shake my head which earns me a punch directly into my temple. The last thing I remember is the anger on her face.

~2 hours later~

I wake up still on the floor of the kitchen, trying to remember what happened. Then, as I touch my head and feel the sticky blood on my face I instantly remember the beating. I'm just lucky that she didn't have a belt or any other weapon to use this time.

I slowly get up, but soon realize how weak I am. As I get a glass of water from the sink, I look out the window to see my mother's car out of sight. A sigh of relief washes over me. I quickly gulp down the glass and head upstairs.

When I get to my room, there's a note on my door.

"Went to Evan's place for more, be back tomorrow. Do your chores and maybe you won't be punished as badly. -xoxo Mom"

I rip off the note and toss it in the trash can in my room. More. More heroine. More crack. More cocaine. I don't want to imagine what more is this time.

I crawl into bed, not even bothering to start on my homework.

~the next day~

I enter my algebra classroom for first block like every other day. Every day I sit next to a pathetic boy named Ashton. He always tries to brighten everyone's day; I don't understand how he's so happy. Why do I get all of the world's hatred?

So, instead of playing "happy-go-lucky" with him I knock him down a peg, each and every day. It just makes me feel better if someone hurts with me, it isn't fair that I'm alone.

When I get to my desk, I knock all of Ashton's things on the floor. I sarcastically say,"Oops." And sit down in my chair with a smirk on my face.

Ashton rolls his eyes and, as the daily routine goes, picks up the mess of his things that I've made.

Class ends, as do the others, and before I know it it's time for me to go home. But before I reach my car, I see Ashton smiling while walking away from his friends. Pathetic. Smirking evilly, I walk up to him with my hands on my hips.

"Well, look who it is. Little Ashton with his bright smile and perfect life," I say, taunting him.

"Leave me alone Kami," Ashton says, attempting to avoid me.

"Not so fast there big boy, what's the rush? You don't need to get home that fast," I say sarcastically and grab his backpack, unzipping it and pouring all of its' contents on the sidewalk.

"No! Stop Kami!" Ashton begs as I toss his backpack to the side. I grab some of the papers that are sprawled around and start ripping them to shreds with that devilish smirk of mine.

"Kami enough!" Ashton yells as he grabs his backpack and starts shoving his belongings back into it. His eyes are watering just as everyday. He snatches the ripped papers from my hands and stuffs them into his bag as he walks away.

Misery enjoys company, and I'm loving this.