A Force No One Can Stop

Chapter 1~ Going home,just to be alone again

"Hey freak" I heard Clare scream from behind me.

Oh god not again.

"Hey freak where are you going ,huh?!" She ran up in front of me blocking my way.

I looked down avoiding eye contact.

"I asked you a question Emo!" She screamed in my face and grabbed my iPhone that was in my hand and throwing it to the ground bringing my earbuds down with it along with my books I had been reading.

I got on my hands and knees to collect my things.

All of a sudden I felt a burning pain on my left hand.

I looked up to see Clare's foot skwooshing my hand.

"Oh what is the little emo girl gonna cry,go home and cut?" She asked me with a sarcastic pouting face.

I yanked my hand away ignoring the fact that it stung.

I fished gathering my things and stood back up.

Clare glared at me with a look that could kill.

"Why do you even bother with listening to all that satanic trash?!" She gestured to my lite up screen showing the cover of 'We Stitch These Wounds' and the words "Never Give In" cycling across the screen.

"Because...because-" I was cut off by Clare "You know what freak?" She said shoving me a couple feet away from where I had been standing "I don't care,I don't want to know!" She yelled in my face and it almost felt like salvia was left on my cheeks.

I felt a sting. A very painful sting on the left side of my face,I slowly turned my head back to its original position as I tasted blood in my mouth.

I looked at Clare to see her fist raised.

"Hey guys!" She yelled across the hall. Three guys and two girls walked over to Clare and me,all of there facial expressions the same: mean,hate-filled,ready to inflict pain. The very expressions that greeted me almost everyday.

"Help me take out the trash." She looked at me with an evil grin. One by one,her goons helped pick me up off the ground and started to carry me the the main entrance.

I struggle and tried to free myself. "PUT ME DOWN YOU UGLY BASTARDS!"

They only laughed and kept on with their plan. By now they had taken me out side of the building and were taking me around the back. "Trash belong in the dumpster!" Toby,one of Clare's goons explained. With that I found myself being thrown into the dumpster. I fell on top of trash-bags,all mushy and smelly. I looks up to see Clare,Toby,Mikey,Todd,Amber and Haley looking down at me grinning bigger and stupider as ever before. "See? You're back where you belong now!" Clare and the others cheered tauntingly.

I spat out blood then.

No surprised,Clare did throw really hard punches.

"Awe look guys she looks like she's gonna cry!" Todd bursted out laughing.

I wasn't gonna fight it anymore.

I started to cry.

After about 30 minutes of watching me sit and cry Clare and and her goons started their way back in side the school.

Well,I wasn't gonna go back in there and risk getting beat up again.

I claimed out of the dumpster weakly and started my walk back home.

-30 minutes later time laps-

I knocked on the door and waited terrified and hoping my mother wouldn't be the one to open the door.

My father opened the door,relieved I gave him a faint smile. He looked at me with a somewhat worried somewhat ashamed look on his face.

"I'm scared to ask.." He shook his head in disbelief

"Two word: Clare,goons." I stated weakly. "Go on up to your room,get yourself cleaned up..your mother will be here soon and when she gets here you know I'll do everything I can to get her from finding out your home,but,if she finds out and gets you,you know I can't stop her...." My father gave me a loose hug. I walked past him terrified that I was walking into another Hell,not by my father though he did nothing to help,but by my mother,she hates that I'm not the "perfect girly daughter" I was when I was three. She hates that in a household of a "family" that's supposed to love and worship god,there was "satanic" music always ringing in air.

My mother was the devil.

I was sure of that.

I went upstairs,took a shower and tried to clean the stink of garbage and blood off of myself.

I got dressed in my batman oversized T.

I fell onto my bed,put my earbuds in and listened to "They Don't Need To Understand" by Andy Biersack and fell into a peaceful sleep.

for once.