Broken Home

Chapter 34

Taylor's :

"Taylor, why the hell are you here?" sandy snapped at me.

"Im here because my case worker is an asshole and got me a bad foster home." I explained.

"Look just go to your room. ." She said and i nodded. Running up the stairs and pushing my bags onto the floor. I suddenly realized that my journal was laying on the floor opened.

I slowly walked over to where it was lying and picked it up. The page was opened on the journal where I wrote about Traven. "Taylor?.." I heard and turned around, looking at Traven. " why are you here?" I asked.

"I'm here because ... I heard about the fight between you and my friends, I wanted to make sure that you were okay. " his voice was scarce  and I could barely hear him.

" Traven, Im fine.. Okay. Just leave.. Apparently you do not card any how, so.. Just leave.. I need time to process everything. " I frowned and looked away from his sad expression.

" Taylor.. Please.. Do not kick me out.. I need to know that you are gonna be okay.. I am sorry that I messed up. I didn't mean to hurt you today in class. I didn't mean to do anything stupid like what i did.." He kept apologizing.

" stop it right there Traven. Just stop. I do not need your pity apology

. if you are really sorry then spend the night and walk with me into school tomorrow. Prove to me that you still can be in public around me." I said sternly and crossed my arms.

" deal, okay, deal." He said and walked to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. " thank you." I  heard him whisper in my ear.

Next day:

I woke up and saw Traven laying down on the floor and his body sprawled out underneath the blue blanket that laid perfectly imbedding his body. I smirked and got up, walking over to him and stepping on to his stomach and walking to the bathroom. " ow." He groaned as his blue eyes fluttered open and he glared at me. I couldn't help but laugh because he thinks his glare is intimidating.

"Why are you laughing?" He poured and stood up, stretching his muscles.

"Because you whine funny." I laughed again and soon there was a loud pounding knock on my door. My dad got drunk last night and barged into my room. Thank God Traven is a heavy sleeper, or he would have been scared shit less.

"Who is that?" Traven whispered as he his himself in my bathroom. "My father. " I groaned and locked him in there. The door busted down and Shane barged in. "Taylor. You little slut, come here." He growled and pulled me by the hair.

"Ow." I whined and he slammed into the floor. " shut up. Why are you back in my house!?" He complained. " because my case worker didn't like the foster home he placed me in, so he brought me back here." I explained. Just how I explained it to Sandy last night.

"Tell me the truth you little brat!" He spat and I groaned..

" i am telling you the truth!" I whined and he let go of my hair. I slowly rubbed the spot where it stung, mostly because he gripped it so dang hard he almost pulled it all out.

" you liar!" His foot connected with my jaw and I screeched in pain.

" she's not lying Shane. Stop!" Sandy screamed. Whoa, what the hell got into her over night? His foot stopped kicking me and I felt so dizzy. My head was pounding and I couldn't help but feel like puking, and thats what happened. I puked all over his shoes and her feet. "Come on Taylor. Get up. We need to clean you up." Sandy glared at Shane and helped me to my feet. Then dragged me to my Jack and Jill bathroom and pushed me inside of it. "Clean up. I'm taking you to school today." I gulped and nodded. Walking over to the sink and brushing my teeth, getting rid of the gross taste the throw up left.