"Get up and clean this mess right now Jill don't make me say this twice!" my dad shouted as he took another sip of his beer.
I quickly got up and picked up the pieces of the broken vase on the floor and rushed to my room. I locked the door so my dad won't come in. I just hope my mom comes home tonight, she's been away for two weeks. I really miss her.
I went to the bathroom to take a nice long relaxing shower. Today has been a terrible day. I really hope that tomorrow will be better but I highly doubt. I got out of the shower and went to my closet. I picked out a T shirt and a pair of blue cotton shorts and I went to bed hoping to get some sleep.
"Get up you lazy animal I'm hungry!"my dad shouted.
I quickly got out of bed and ran to the kitchen to start making breakfast.
"Where's your manners stupid girl?"my dad said while giving me a slap on my face.
I didn't make a sound I've gotten used to it."Good morning Dad." I gritted.
"What's that?" I didn't hear you.
"Good morning dad." I said a little louder.
"That's better." I rolled my eyes while I continued making breakfast. Thank goodness he didn't see me roll my eyes or I would get another slap. I gave my dad pancakes and eggs and I hurried up the stairs to get ready for school. As I was about to open my bedroom door I heard my dad calling me. "What does he want now?" I mumbled as I walked down the stairs.
"Why are my eggs salty!! I've told you time and time again to add a pinch of salt in my eggs not a spoon you idiot!"
"But dad I only added a spoo" I didn't finish my sentence because I felt a sharp pain across my cheek. I already knew what it was as I felt my blood dripping down my face.
"Go get ready for school you idiot before you drop any blood in my kitchen and I'll have to teach you a Lesson."
I didn't respond. I quickly ran to my room and straight to my bathroom. The tears began to fall down my face and I didn't hold it back. The salt in my tears stung the cut on my cheek and it hurt really bad but I didn't stop. I cried my heart out. When I felt satisfied I cleaned the cut and went for a shower. I decided that today for school I would wear a black pair of jeans with a red crop top which said "Baddie" on the front with a pair of black boots. When I was done getting dressed I sat down at the front of the mirror and I began applying makeup on all the scars and bruises on my face. Whoever invented makeup is a lifesaver. I don't know how I'd be able to survive without it.
I quietly walked down the stairs so that monster won't hear me. Thank goodness he was asleep on the couch. I had enough of him for today. I hopped in my car and I started playing "Scars" by Alessia Cara.
When I got to school I saw Stacey and Kacey were waiting for me. I sighed and I put on my fake smile "This is gonna be a long day." I thought to myself.
YOU ARE READING
Ms. Popular's Secret
Teen FictionJill Watson is a 16 year old who attends Kennedy High. Every one thinks she's perfect because she's popular. Jill has a secret and she doesn't want anyone to find out. Will anyone find out? Or Will she be able to hide it with her popular image.