Not your average girl

Not your Average Girl (ch.3)

I am sorry that I haven't updated in forever, but I finally downloaded the next part. I hope you like it, personally I don think its really good, but what do you guys think? IF I dont download before the hoildays are up. Happy holidays and have a happy new year. 

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"Where were you!" my mom said yelling at me, but that wasn't the worst I have heard her yell. If you lived with me you could hear her yell.

            "I was out,' I said still in my calm voice. I was trying to not get blood on the hard wood floors knowing I would have to clean it up.

             My mom stopped me dead in my tracks still yelling. "I know you were out, but out where? You better not have been outside in the woods young lady."

            Why is she getting all worked up about me going into the woods? I mean I even went out into the woods alone when I was 5 years old, 5 years old! And right now I am 17, what is soooo bad about going into the woods right about now? "I was out in the woods, so what is the big deal? I mean I go out into the woods almost everyday. Why should I stop now?"

            "Because," my mom said oh so certainly, "You can get hurt in the woods. Also your father and I won't allow for you to go into the woods anymore." She said in an 'I am better than you tone.'

 It made me mad because of 3 reasons:

1.      She is annoying me a lot lately

2.      She acts like I can't do anything anymore. It is like I am still a baby and needs everything done for me, instead of me doing the things by myself.

3.      She also expects me to be exactly like my sister, Rachel. All stuck up and thinks she knows everything. I HATE HER! She was also my parents' favorite daughter and they show it also.

"Well mom, all I have to say that it is 3:01, I am a minute late and who cares if I go into the woods or not? It is MY choice, not YOUR choice, MY choice if I go out into the woods or not." I said in my annoyed tone and what else was I supposed to do forget my mom was yelling at me just for being out in the forest and for being a minute late. I don't think so. Well at least I know that right now that I know what I am going to be doing tonight and that is staying far away from my parent's house as possible. So basically I would be going into the shed/barn for to night.

            "Your father and I care about your well being, that's why we don't want to go into the woods. We are also worried about you and how you are because you aren't like other girls, like your sister Rachel for example." She said in a fake caring tone as usually. Only sometimes she cares about me. She always worries about me when I am not there, but whenever I am around it's like I don't matter any more and I am always forgotten. And OH MY GOD WHY DID MY MOM JUST COMPARE ME TOWARD RACHEL!!!! She is sometimes always like Rachel.

            I start to walk down the hallway in order to get to my room, but before I even reach the first door I hear my mom yell at me as usual. "Where the heck are you going young lady?!" She said in an angry and annoyed tone, which somewhat surprised me cause my mom hardly used her angry tone.

            "My bedroom. Where else would I go? China? I highly doubt that!" I said in my angry tone and voice with a hint of sarcastic in the tone. Actually going to China doesn't sound too bad right now, but unfortunately I don't have enough money to actually get there.

            "You will get it when your father hears about this! So don't go anywhere because YOU know how he is." She said in her angry tone again. Shoot I know what she is talking about because whenever dad gets mad he starts to get abusive and starts hitting me probably because I am the youngest, but just by 1 year too. Im turning 18 in a couple weeks so we really are only 1 year a part. Just cause they are twins they seem to have all the decisions go there way and I hate it when my parents takes my sisters side instead of mine. I want a twin.

            "Ok whatever you say." I say out load, but what I am thinking is 'Oh shoot I am dead meat. At least dad is downstairs playing poker so I won't be bothered for a while.

            I start walking up the stairs again and stop at a door toward the end of the hallway. The walls were all wood and the ceiling is white. I am on the 2nd floor in order to get to my destination (there are a total of 3 floors, not including the basement). I knocked at the door and not even a second I heard a come in. You see my brother and sister both live on the second floor (to themselves I might add, except for some guest bedrooms), my parents have the 3rd floor (and for themselves too), and I live in the basement. I don't mind sleeping in the basement because I painted my walls my favorite color, blue, and even though I don't have awesome wood walls like everyone one else does I can hang posters and picture while everyone else can not. You see the posters and picture ruin the walls and make them look lighter when light hits it.

            Tyler opened the door and interrupting my thought. "I said to come in...." he stopped talking and saw how bad my legs looked. "What happened to you? Did you go hunting again?" He said the last part in a whisper because only my brother and I know that I hunt.

            "Yeah and can I come in and clean up?" I said finally realizing that my legs and feet are in major pain from all of the cuts.

            "Of course you can Belle." You see when I was younger I would always watch Beauty and the Beast so ever since then he called me Belle. It is also shorter than calling me by my whole name.

            "Thanks Ty. I really appreciate it, thanks." I always called him Ty so why stop now. He helped me into the bathroom because I could barley walk into the bathroom. The only things I don't like about my room are that there are no bathrooms near my room, which stink.

He got out the rubbing alcohol and put it on my legs, let's just say...it hurts like hell! I tried to hold in my screams in my mouth, but I am sure some came out, barley though. "So I am guessing you are going to stay in the shed tonight?" I nodded still trying to hold in my screams. "I heard you and mom downstairs, so do you want me to stay with you while you are there."

 Ty stopped putting on the rubbing alcohol so I answered "Yes and thanks Tyler, you are the best big brother a person could ask for." I said getting out of the tub to hug Ty.

"You're welcome Maybelle, now go and pack and think of a good lie." Ty said while putting band-aids on my legs because I could barley bend down let alone put on a band-aids.

I finally left Ty's bedroom and walked down the hallway and down the stairs to get to my room. I got everything packed in my duffel bag and the only thing left is to think of a lie. What to say, what to do.