I woke up the next morning to my first alarm clock pounding in my ear (yea, i have two alarms, don't wanna be late) i got out of bed and looked at the time 5:50 i have to be at school by 8:10 i had plenty of time. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face. i looked at the time and saw it was 6:20 i decided to put some make-up on and curl my hair instead of keeping it natural, like i always do. i got dressed a cute oversize sweater, jeans, and combat boots and made my way out the door by 7:00.
When i got to school i quickly walked to my locker to get my things before Justin Bieber and his gang of assholes came up to me. i was praying that today, they wouldn't but then i heard the one voice i hated hearing "Hey look! the little twerp thought she could get to her locker without going through me!" they all laughed, i could feel them coming closer to me, i quickly grabbed my things, closed my locker and sprinted off to math before they could say anything else.
I sat down in my usually seat in the back and saw Justin Bieber walking back, sitting behind me. that wasn't the only thing that scared me, i heard the speaker go off saying "Taylor Floyd you are wanted in the principals office" i could hear people going 'ooh' and 'Taylor's in trouble' i rolled my eyes and thought "how mature.." i grabbed my things and when i was about to walk out, i saw Justin had a somewhat worried face on, but then i saw him smirk i rolled my eyes and walked out of the class.
When i got to the principals office i saw my dad and he didn't look very happy, but i don't know what i did. "Dad? what are you doing here?" i asked him trying not to sound scared "There's a family emergency and we need to head home" i could tell he was lying through his teeth.
When we walked out of the office, my dad was holding my wrist really tight which hurt a lot more then it should have because of my cuts. "dad, let go" i said kind of scared "your hurting me!" i started to tear up, but i didn't want him to see because i didn't feel like getting slapped, especially when i was in school.
Out of the corner of my eye i saw, Justin coming out of the boys bathroom, this terrified me because if Justin found out i was abused, he could possibly tell the whole school and team up with my dad. "dad! let go.. people will see!" i said as he was dragging me out of the school. Once we were out of school he yelled "YOU THINK I CARE?!" he laughed sarcastically and shoved me in the car.
When we got home he said, "That little lady, i think her name is pattie, and her son are coming over for dinner, tonight at 7:30...so dont be.. slutty" he said to me "you dragged me out of school for that?! i'd have plen—" he slapped me hard across the face while i was talking. "DONT BACK TALK ME!! NOW GO!" i ran upstairs to the bathroom, grabbed out my razor and tears started to fall as the dragged it across my skin. I just don't understand why my life has to be so complicated? My life was fine till my mom died thats when everything went wrong.
By the time i was finished touching up my hair and make-up, picking out a somewhat fancier outfit it was 7:20. I heard the doorbell ring, i heard my dad greet someone in his most fake nice behavior. i covered up my cuts and walked downstairs to meet eye contact with, Justin Bieber, the last person i wanted in my house. my dad looked at me and said "Taylor, why don't you and Justin go to your room till dinners actually ready" i was about to protest till my dad gave me one of his do-it-now-or-else looks "okay, follow me Justin" i smiled fakely as he followed me to my room.
When we were in my room, Justin looked at me and smirked "i didn't realize you were my new neighbor, looks like i can annoy you outside of school too" he said that as he was looking around my room. He stopped at a picture of my mom and picked it up "Is this your mom?" i stood up from the bed and walked over, "Yea.. She died when i was 10" i said the part after yea quietly thinking he wouldn't hear, but he did "i'm sorry" he said in a sympathetic voice which shocked me because he never says sorry or at least i never hear him say it. "Just wondering, what's with all the crying and screaming at nights? my mom and i always wonder if someones getting murdered.." he chuckled, i froze for a second then said "my dad likes to watch his crime shows loudly... it's annoying because i always have school the next day" i smiled lightly and went to sit on my bed.
Justin POV
I asked Taylor, "Just wondering, what's with all the crying and screaming at nights? my mom and i always wonder if someones getting murdered.." she said, "my dad likes to watch it crime shows loudly... it's annoying because i always have school the next day" for some reason i just didn't believe that, but i just let it go. The only reason why i'm being nice to Taylor is because 1. My mom is downstairs and 2. i'm a different person when i'm in school. I used to think that Taylor's voice was squeaky and annoying, but it's actually kind of cute, when she's not crying like a baby that is.
I heard Taylor's dad yell down telling us that dinner is ready. Taylor and I walked downstairs, i sat next to my mom across from Taylor and she sat next to her dad. She looked kind of nervous, but i didn't know why, i didn't wanna start anything so i didn't bother asking.
Later that night after dinner, my mom and i heard the screams and cries again, but i told my mom what Taylor said and she just said "Oh" and walked away. I just decided to get ready for bed and go to sleep.
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Hope you liked! i did something different and ended with Justin's Pov, i most likely will always start my stories with Taylor Pov. Anyways again.. sorry about the editing!
