Highschool:My Nightmare

Chapter 2

I feel myself on the floor clutching onto the carpet. He pulls me up by my collar,he looks straight into my eyes And smirk. This is the first time I have ever been afraid of my father. Because the look in his eyes,I knew that he wasn't drunk. This was from the anger that has been building up inside him ever since the death of my mother.I close my eyes not ready for the impact. I feel his knuckles up against my cheeck. I feel the stinging pain. It hurts. It hurts more than usual I can't handle this pain. I try making a run towards the door but I didn't make it. He grabs my neck. He's pulling me up I can't touch the floor I'm choking. I'm I'm going to die aren't I. He throws me to the floor And starts kicking my stomache,my boobs And my lower parts. I screamed in pain each time. He just kept going with no remorse. I start to hear sirens,I round up all my strength And run to the front door. I feel the grass on my feet I run towards the cops car And they stop. They come out And I finally feel safe.

"He's inside please stop him."Once I said that he called in for back you Then ran into the house. I sat down on the grass feeling the cold breeze on my school uniform that I wasn't able to take off due to the beating. I see the police officer holding my father in hand cuffs. The whole time he was crossing the lawn he was smiling And giggling to himself. It's when he was in the back of the cops car he started loosing it. He was laughing nonstop. I guess the cop couldn't handle it so he told one of the men to take him back to station. 

"I'm going to ask one of my men to take you to my house. I don't want you getting taken away by social services. So don't worry,I also have a son that is around the same age as you at home he can take care of you when you get there. See you soon."

I walked to the car with the cop leading the way. I sat in the front and just looked out the window.Why am I So calm. Have I dealt with this pain enough that I'm immune to this feeling? I felt the car come to a stop at a huge house that had pillars in front of the door. It would have been the most beautiful house I had ever seen but the sound of ear deafening music and couples making out and smoking pot on the lawn sort of ruined it for me. I was just about to get out of the car but the officer waved not to. I stared at him confused but he avoided my gaze and told me to stay here. I waited there for the past 20 minutes wondering if he was dead or not. I finally mustered up the courage to go in. I find the floor suddenly rushing to my body and the feeling of pain rushed through me once again. I get back up to my feet and limp my way to the front door. Once I opened the door I smelled the intoxicating smell of liquor and sweat. I saw a swarm of sweating bodies with almost no clothes on,mostly the girls wanting attention. I push and shove through the crowd. I started to feel claustrophic so I begin to walk towards the stairs to go into a room. I start to trip and stumble over the stairs. My arm let's go of the railing,my back starts to fall backwards and I see the stairs floating off into the distance. I close my eyes to brace myself for the fall. But I then feel someone's arm around my waist saving me from the pain that I could have been in if I fell. I look up and see that it was Kyle. His eyes widen once he saw my wounds from the beating. I just looked away in shame. He walked up the stairs,caring me in his arms. I find myself in his room,just what I need right now...A bed. He layed me down and took off the vest that was over my uniform shirt. He starts to see all the bruises on my arms,fore arms,and my neck. His eyes,they looked at me with pain and worry. I couldn't bare look at him so I just looked away. His room was a dark blue with black paintings on the wall. There were some posters of bands that I never heard of. He stopped my thinking and carried me to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet while he looked for something. I then saw him pull out this huge bottle that said "alcohol".Shit this is gonna sting. He walks towards me cautiously,his cheecks a bright pink. Was he blushing? Why was he blushing? "Uh I um...sort of need you to take off your shirt." He said in a awkward tone. I felt my cheecks warming,WHY DID HE WANT ME TO TAKE OFF MY SHIRT?! I lay back on the toilet and then I feel it,I huge rush of pain over came me when my back came in contact with the back of toilet. I cringed and let out a moan of pain. I then eyed him wearily. Telling him that please don't try anything and please don't hurt me. He understood the expressions on my face and nodded. I started to unbutton my shirt. Thank God that it was a shirt with button so that I didn't have to rise my shirt over my head. My face became more red after every button I unbuttoned. I finally took off my shirt and I was just sitting there in the most Lacy bra I had. Why did I have to wear this bra today?! He pulled out a chair and sat next to me,he motioned me to turn around. I felt his fingers brush against my bare back skin. It sent needles down my spine. "Ok Ivory this is going to hurt" He held out his other hand. "You can squeeze it when the pain is too much" I took in a deep breath and intertwined my hand with his. I felt the worst pain that I have ever felt in my life. I coupdnt help but scream in pain. I squeezed his hand hard as I could hoping that this would relieve my pain. He stopped in shock after hearing my scream of pain. I  breath in and out in a panick. He tryed seeing my face to see if I was ok. But I felt warm tears filling my eyes. I can't let him see me like this I can't cry in front of him. I look away and say "Keep going I can handle it..." in a weak voice that I couldnt bare to hear myself say. He nods and goes back to healing me I cry and wince but not loud enough for him to hear. But then I had a moment of realization.I was now...alone.