*Peter's POV*
One Hour After Volleyball Game
I ran home without properly saying goodbye to Riley. It was 8:15 and I knew my dad would be mad if I was out late. Quietly entering the house I looked around and was surprised to not see him. I was about to go upstairs when I heard his voice:
"Where were you?" I froze. "I-I was at a volleyball game with...my friend." I said. The word friend felt weird in my mouth as I've never had a friend before and doubted Riley even considered us friends. "You know you're not supposed to be out after 7:00. It's been practically an hour." he said raising his voice as he approached me.
"I'm sorry. Can I not have a life?" I said becoming annoyed. His eyes grew in shock and rage as I spoke back to him. "I've been waiting for you." He said through gritted teeth. "Well I'm not to be waited on and if you want it so bad them get yourself a girlfriend. I'll even be surprised if you keep her." I spat.
I knew immediately what was to come as normal when I spoke back to him and this time I wasn't surprised when he punched me right after I finished my sentence. My vision was blurry as I laid on the floor. My jaw hurt from the blow and I knew there was more to come.
I then felt a sharp pain my stomach as he kicked me with shoe. I coughed and I sworn I saw blood. He then punched me again and this time my hearing was fuzzy and I couldn't make out his muffled voice. He laid a few more punches and kicks on me when he was finally done. I laid on the floor and took them all without complaint.
"Get up and go to your room. I don't want to see you anymore tonight." He said leaving to the kitchen. I laid there for a few more minutes. I could barely feel my arms and legs as I stood up. It hurt badly as I tried to walk up the stairs by falling down. I went to my room and looked in the mirror to my bathroom.
I had a black eye and a bruise on my left cheek. I then raised my hoodie up and saw there were several black and blue bruises on my stomach and chest. I then looked at my face again. I was pretty beaten and could barely move an inch without feeling pain strike through my body. How am I going to explain the black eye and bruise on my face to Riley?
I'm not going to school tomorrow.
I then took a shower and laid back down in my bed. I knew my dad would want something from me tomorrow and I wasn't looking forward to it.
***
I ran up to my room fighting back tears as I laid on my bed. I checked the time. Two hours. He had me for two hours and I felt awful. At school it was probably the end of 4th period. I checked my phone again and noticed I had a message from Riley wondering where I was. I was hesitant on whether I should answer or not. Thinking too much I sent her a text.
Peter: I wasn't feeling good. I'll be back tomorrow.
A few minutes later I saw the text bubbles rise and my phone vibrated in my hand.
Riley: Oh hope you feel better and I have the homework for math for you
A small smile played on my lips as I read over the text. Then my phone buzzed.
Riley: And Sadie thought that the group could hang out tomorrow after school and I was wondering if you wanted to come? That's if you want to come. We plan on going to the fair that opened yesterday.
She wants me to go? I wasn't sure to be honest. Crowded places make my head spin as there's too much to focus on. But she wants me to go. I thought that hanging out with her would be a one time thing but I feel kinda happy that she invited me.
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Peter's Secret
Teen FictionRiley Evans, the typical high school girl. Riley had no intentins to meet the broken boy who she bumped into at a party or who she just now notices sits in her math class. But it happened. Peter Green, the boy with typical problems. Except his go fa...