Chapter 2

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"Skye!" My dad yelled, it was midnight on a school night, I really needed my sleep,

"SKYE!" My dad now yelled, I rolled over and climbed out my bed, walking down the stairs I see my dad standing holding his stomach,

"Skye, go get the pills!" My dad ordered, I new he meant paracetamol,

"Did you have fun?" I ask my dad, trying to make convocation while I reach down the box of medication,

"Don't talk to me in that TONE" my dad hiccuped, great, here comes the drunk talk.

"I saw you talking to some other men, are they nice?" I tried again, but I honestly felt like I was talking to a brick wall.

"You don't KNOW ME!" My dad yelled, kicking me in the stomach, temporary winding me.

I gasped for air, clutching my stomach, the box of pills had now spilled out over the floor, and the little glint of hope I had on my dad being nice disappeared.

He grabbed my hair and pulled it as hard as he could, so I was forced to stand,

"HURRY UP!" He yelled, slapping me, leaving a hand shaped bruise on my face.

Once I'd managed to pick the medicine up off the floor I handed my dad one with a glass of water, he swallowed it easily, probably with all the practice he gets from taking those pills.

"Skye..." My dad starts before rushing to the toilet and throwing up his insides.

The stench of acid, beer and vomit combined filled the house making me feel nauseous.

I head into the bathroom and see my dad, passed out on the floor. I put him in the recovery position so he doesn't choke on his sick.

"Night dad" I whisper, before heading back to bed.

The next morning I wake up at 4:30am, normal time. Dad is still passed out on the bathroom floor, so I decide I'll make him some breakfast for when he wakes up, as I'll get punched if he doesn't get his breakfast brought to him.

Once I finish cooking, and have left his full English breakfast next to him on the floor, I continue up to my room to get dressed.

I examine my injuries from last night in the mirror, my face looks like a plum, purple and mushy.

Reaching into my school bag I cover my face with the necessary make up, until my face looks human again.

I unpack the rest of my rucksack and put each item were it lives, making sure the Photo of me and Archie is hanging on my wall.

I walk down the stairs of my house and grab an apple before silently leaving the house to go to school.

When I arrive at the school, there's already gangs of teens chatting and blocking doorways.

I was told by a passing teacher to go to the office to find out what form I'm in, the only problem is, I don't know were the office is.

"Um excuse me?" I ask a tall blonde girl, she spins around and stares at me like I just killed the last panda.

"What?" She asks rudely,

"Do you know were the office is?"

"Yeah" the girl says, and spins back round, I try to get her attention again but it doesn't work.

I turn to leave when I hear a voice,

"I'll show you were the office is" I turn round to see a boy with brown hair, and deep ocean blue eyes,

"Really?" I was taken back by this boys generosity, he smiled at me and walked off, I took that as the fact I needed to follow him.

"Your new to the school aren't you?" The boy asked,

"Yeah, I have no idea were I'm going" I sighed, which caused the boy to laugh.

He led me through the crowds of people, taking various turns until we reached a little kiosk in the school that was clearly labeled 'office'.

"Thank you" I smiled to the boy, he looked at me and smiled back,

"What's your name?" He asked me,

"Skye"

"That's a beautiful name Skye, I'm Dominic" Dominic said, Dominic's comment on my name made me blush, I've only just met him! What's wrong with me? I wanted to talk to Dominic for longer, but the school bell rang, signalling the fact I may never speak to him again.

"Well, I should probably get going" Dominic sighed,

"Okay" I smiled, I'm quite good at hiding my emotions, especially disappointment because of the way my dad treats me.

I watch as Dominic walks off back into the crowds,

"Yes dear?" The receptionist says, making me turns attention to her not Dominic.

"Sorry, I'm uh.. I'm new to the school" I say awkwardly, hoping the lady will know what I need to do,

"That's fine, what's your name sweetie?" The lady beamed, she seems way to happy to be human,

"Skye" I smiled back, at least trying to look happy,

"That's a beautiful name dear, your in Mr.Gordon's class, I'll take you there, please follow me" the lady said as she left the office and started to trot down the hallway in her high-heels.

The way she called my name beautiful had reminded me of Dominic, maybe he was just saying that then? Probably, who'd like me.

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