Since her sister mayley was killed, Maylean's life is full of daily abuse by her dad. being lonely,she has learnt to keep everything for here self even to her two only freinds. She quickly links herself with her new classmate Noah Evans. A ruthless...
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⚠️Trigger warning : graphic scene. ⚠️(near the end)
Today was a normal day . at least It seemed to be one . I still hadn't seen Noah anywhere in school and I was really wondering what the shit he was getting himself in again apart from fighting . I walk up to my diner table with my friends looking at me worriedly .
" where were you last night ?" Destiny asked.
" Yeah you weren't her last night you never came back after you and Noah's conversation". Added Trisha .
" I was so tired and we sort of had an argument . But it was fine he brought me home and I slept . He didn't kidnap me or we didn't do anything ." I say . They both nod and give me some space on the table .
"Anyway. How is it going with the pizza deliverer hottie huh" I ask cheekily . she blushed and looked down to the floor .
" well we spoke , on the phone yesterday and told me we could have a date." She said shyly.
" wait let me guess,he is gonna bring you to a pizzeria or just gonna dilerver one ?" destiny said laughing. I quickly joined her and while we were laughing our asses off, trisha wasn't laughing at all . When we realised that we stopped laughing.
" girls please it isn't funny. I'm so nervous and I'm new to all this ." she said embarresed.
" At least you won't be a single pringle like me and may so be happy . you're the successful one in the group." Destiny said .
"don't say that . mike was totally flirting with you the other day and it didn't seem to disturb you ." Trisha said giggling.
" He's a player , he flirts with every girl . He's a player and I know that already. I'm not falling into his trap." She says seriously. It hurt me how much she deeply loved him but that he just couldn't see that that . couldn't he stop his player ays for someone who was totally worth it . They go well together but the fact that he's a player and doesn't give a fuck about girls just ruins the whole thing .
" He will end up realising that you're the one des' don't worry ." I tell her rubbing her back . she nodded a we each told her stuff that was supposed to help .
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After this long journey, I come home hoping I could rest . I was only hoping because , hope is the only thing I could believe in . My parents are unpredictable so I never know what to expect. I ring on the door and my mum opens it .
" hey darling , daddy's waiting for us in the living room ." I don't answer and hed it it . I see him sitting on the couch watching tv . Personnaly wondering what he wanted to say I did what a normal, curious girl will do.
" What shit do you wanna tell?" I ask harshly . He doesn't look my way but stands up .After a few minutes, he starts talking .
" so Mayleane was spotted not far away from a underground gym with a boy." He says camly .
" And ?" I ask
" I don't remember talking to a boy infront of a shitty basement a crime . Is it ?" I said innocently .
" don't play fool with me mayleane . You had nothing to do with that boy !" He shouts .
" Which boy ?" I say .
" Noah Evans you idiot . You can't date or even have fun . Don't you know that ?" He tells me agressivly .
" To what I'm aware of , You and mum were totally fine with it . do you remember the dinner with the evans family? I think you do . You were "happy" That your wonderful daughter had Noah in her class. Are you two always so fake ? You d.i.s.g.u.s.t. me ." I say in a disrespectful tone .
I take my bag and walk off . but before I could even walk far enough, My mum pulls me by the hood and bring me to the floor.
" You bitch how can you talk to your father like that !" She nearly screamed .
"what ? where's the father you're talking about ? The piece of shit other there? The only thing we share is blood and I would of wished to not share it . It must be as filthy and cold as your heart ." I yell angrily . That earned a bloody punch in the cheek, But the first one was the easiest to bear.
My mum stepped back and my dad stepped in . He was holding a sharp piece of glass god knows where he found it .
But he madly cut deeply a side of my leg making me fall to the floor. When I would ty to stand up , he will punch me and my blood was now soflty leaking on the floor . What hurt was not the punches or what so ever . It was the image on them laughing and smiling like people with mental issues. If they think they are the only ones to suffer because of her death , They are wrong because I'm the only one that suffers deeply enough to hide it with a smile every one believes in .
I hate my life . God knows where I would be and look like when this is over .
