Chapter 5

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I watch as all the pieces scatter here and there , some go out of the window . I give him a glare and then step out of his room , I make sure to push him on my way .

As soon as I'm out of the house , the tears that I tried to supress now fall. I quickly go home and try finding another picture of them.

" There must be one , there must be one , there must be one " I kept murmuring. I start rummaging through my drawers, my wardrobe , each and every corner of my room. When I am done looking at everything , I noticed that my room is now a mess. I can't even see the bed beneath all the clothes and all my stuff.

I hated him , I absolutely hated him for doing this to me. My eyes widened when I check the time . I had missed school. I quickly wash my face and get ready for work. When I step out , I see Liam and his friends outside his house. I quickly increase my pace and start walking fast hoping that they wouldn't notice me. But ofcourse that doesn't happen.

As soon as I hear footsteps behind me , I start running, I run as fast as I can when I suddenly slip and fell. I groan as my knee scrapes. I turn around only to see all of them surrounding me. They make me feel so small , so vulnerable. They treat me like a wild animal or even worse .

I start shifting back when someone haules me up from my arms.

" Where are you going you bitch" Jason sneeres and steps closer to me.

" None of your fucking business" I say back and regret it as soon as it is out of my mouth. His eyes go dark and before I can blink I am on the ground clutching my stomach, he keeps kicking as I gasp and cough blood. No one steps to stop him , Liam looks almost bored but when his eyes met mine , I see pity or maybe sadness in them , I can't tell.

When I think its over , he kneels down and bangs my head on the cold floor as hard as he can. I can't stop the tears now , my body shakes as I start crying and I feel pathetic in doing so in front of them. I feel disgusted by myself that I am crying and sobbing like this in front of them.

I close my eyes and ignore everything around me , I just imagine my parents talking to me , motivating me when suddenly someone starts shaking me.

" Get up " , I crack my eyes open to see Liam kneeling down besides me . My body is curled up on the ground . I quickly move myself as far as I can from him. His friends are gone and I am thankful for it but seeing him like this give me shudders. He haules me up by arm and I wince as the pain in my stomach and head returns. I touch the side of my head to find blood on my hands. Liam grabs my upper arm and starts pulling me with him

" What are you doing , let me go " I say as I try to free myself from his grip.

" Shut up before I put you over my shoulder and carry you " . I start struggling and scratching his hand to make him let go but he doesn't even flinch. Before I know what's happening he puts me over his shoulder .

When we reach his house , I feel nauseous . As soon as he puts me down , I puke on his shoes. I feel a bit satisfied at that . My eyes get teary when I start coughing blood again,  when I move away from him so I can go back to my house , he grabs me and pushes me inside his house.

" What are you doing? Haven't you tortured me enough ?" I say

He ignores me and tells me to sit on the couch with my mouth shut . I watch as he goes and brings a first aid kit . I look at him questioningly . My mouth gapes open as he starts cleaning my wound on my head . I don't know if I am dreaming or if it is some kind of trick he is playing but I am stunned nonetheless. I just sit there  until he tells me to take of my shirt .

" What? Ofcourse not . Why are you doing this anyway ? What's the point ? "

He glares at me but says nothing further . He gives me a cream and says " get out " . I don't wait another second and quickly run away from him. I am still confused and extremely worried .

Maybe I'm seeing things ? Jason did hit my head pretty hard .

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I stand in my bra in front of the mirror, the yellow bruises on my ribs and stomach look hideous. I always try not to look at myself in a mirror but I couldn't help myself. I am extremely skinny , I eat once in a while to keep myself alive. There are times when I have to drink water when I get hungry.

I apply the cream carefully trying not wince while doing so and put my t-shirt and shorts back on. The hairs on my neck stand when I look at the open window. I see Liam's window open and his curtain slightly move when I take a good look. I hastily shut the window close and mentally punch myself for leaving it open.

I call the cafe and ask if I can take a day off , I release a breath of relief when they say yes . I put on a sweatshirt and get under the covers . I ignore the pain in my body and go to sleep.

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