Part 11

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AN: sorry for taking so long :~(

He stops me as soon as I enter. I already know what's about to happen. He grabs me by my shirt and slams me to the floor.

He throws punch after punch. He kicks again and again. He slaps and slaps.

He stops and walks away. I crawl out of the house, backpack still on. I pull out my phone.

I go to Ms. DeMuro's contact. I reply "what time do i go? Does right now work? And where?"

I press send and immediately, I see that she's typing.


Still typing....



Typing.......






Finally! She said "We will be at McDonald's in 20"

Oh thank geesus, beesus, peteza, and all the emo gods!

I get off of the ground and start hobbling to McDonald's. It's a 15 minute walk....or limp in my case.

I get there and go straight to the bathroom. I pull my brush out of my backpack and fix my hair. I pull out some paper towels and wet them. I wipe the blood and scratches with the towels. I pull out my concealer and do my best.

It's not all covered though.

I hear the bell on the door jingle and walk out of the bathroom, backpack in hand.

I see them ordering and go to a table with enough seats for all of us. They see me and wave me over.

To be continued bc my keyboard on my phone is being really laggy???

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