I woke up the next day did my morning routine, got dressed and headed off to school. When i walked into school i was shocked to not have my usually greeting by Justin and his assholes. I went to my locker, but instead of his gang and him, Justin walked up to me alone and said, "Your secret is safe with me.." he started walking away, but i said "What secret?" he walked back over and said "The one that's making you do this" he pulled my sleeve down revealing my wrist "your dad.. it's safe with me.." i was unsure whether to trust him, "how do i know your not just gonna tell the whole school?" he just said "i'm not that mean too spread a personal secret around like that.." then he walked away.
Right now i was sitting in English doing my project with Justin till i hear the speaker go off, "Taylor Floyd please report to principals office, i said quietly to myself "no.. not again.." I could Justin in the corner of my eye was giving me a worried look, but i ignored it grabbed my things and went to the principals. Once i got there i saw my dad waiting for me with a devilish smirk, "I'm just gonna go back to class" about to leave, "Why? we have a family emergency.." he smirked and grabbed my arm somewhat tightly. As he pulled me out of the office. "Dad! let go you hurting my wrist!" he looked at me and laughed "you mean the ones with your cuts?! what do u think i'm dumb or something!?" he pushed me making me stumble a little, "N-no... I just.. um.. uh.." He grabbed my wrist, i saw him look at my cuts and his watch, he scraped his watch against my cuts making them bleed. he smirked and left i ran into the girls bathroom crying. i thought to myself, "Why does this have to be my life?!" i cried quietly as i fixed my cuts up, after like 5 minutes, i wiped my eyes and walked back into class. I walked into the back and sat where i was before, justin whispered to me "Everything alright? you were gone awhile.." i just nodded and continued typing, biting my lip so i wouldnt cry at what just happened.
Later that day i got home i saw a note from my dad that said, "i'm going to be away for a week" i sighed in relief knowing that meant a week without torture. I walked upstairs to my room, i hopped in the shower relieve this is the first shower i took where im not in pain. then i stepped out and decided to go to bed and this would be the first time im going to be happy. After i did my homework and some of the project and went off to bed.
