When a accident wrecks Kira Jacksons life. She gets sent off to a All Girls Private school, but then she returns home after two years. Only to find that the life she left behind is beginning to catch up with her. Because you cannot run from the past...
The next week was hell, Ethan had made me run around like a little slave and do all of his bidding. When I refused I got punished so it's safe to say I got starved the whole weekend. The cherry on the top however was when I had to call in sick on Monday and Tuesday, eventually the principal contacted my parent's.
The problem you might wonder, well Ethan being the charming asshole he blocked the lines so the call ended up here and was dealt with. By Thursday I was back in class and finally got some food and new clothes. Turns out my brothers had left a bag with supplies, clothes and a lunchbox. It was the best damn Mac and cheese I had in my whole life.
I was forbidden to talk to my brothers or tell my friends what was going on. So it was safe to say lunch turned awkward real quick when Cole asked me a question and I being the stubborn person I am decided to answer. No food that night either at home, if I can even call it that. It's safe to say showing up at hell, I'll it hell, with a bag didn't go down to well. Eventually Ethan agreed since Lockwood convinced him that people where going to start asking questions and I got to keep the bag, after it was searched by three people. I mean come on it wasn't like I was going to murder him. Ok that might be a like.
So I went on with my life and the cruel cycle continued, wake up, make breakfast, don't dare touch any food, go to school, get clothes and food, go home, study and do homework, make food and work like a little slave. At least I got study time since passing school was important, even though I'm fifty percent sure I wasn't going to see the end if the year.
Although it was a concern it wasn't my biggest at the moment, because my parents decided to extend their trip by another month. Meaning I had to live through hell until then, I mean surely he wouldn't keep me here when my parents came back would he? I hope not because then I might not be alive so welcome them back.
So here I was sitting two weeks later on the bathroom floor crying my eyes out and giving a damn about what anyone thought.
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I was starving, severely sleep deprived, in physical pain and my emotional status was shocking low. Considering being thrown around by some of the men and sleeping on the floor I thought I was doing okay physically at least, until we played soccer and I went down from the ball hitting me slightly on the stomach.
Lockwood gave me a worried glance and offered to take me to the nurse room. Surprise surprise we never made it instead he brought me home and I locked myself in my room. They weren't going to feed me anyway and the drinking water wasn't all that clean so what was the point in doing what they said.
I ignored the soft knock on the door and kept on crying.
"Kira? Look I'm really sorry for what happened today it's just we can't you telling anyone and..look I'm an idiot and I'm really sorry this happened to you. But I brought you food, you don't have to talk to me just unlock the door and I'll put inside the you can close the door again." He sounded really sorry and for a second I considered it until the a loud banging sound echoed throughout the room.
