Two Days

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Chapter 26 - Two Days

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Juvia squoze her eyes shut as her report card ricocheted off of her forehead, falling to the floor with a soft, deafening crash. She just looked towards the floor then, clutching on to her right arm as her eyes scanned below her, guiltily.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Dave screamed, staring deeply into his lazy excuse of a daughter as the room returned to its eery silence.

For the first time in ages, Juvia had received a bad letter on her grade; not just one, but multiple.

Unlike in years passed, Juvia was barely trying to maintain her average 4.0. How could she when she felt pressured with all of the stress, agony, and mind-numbing thoughts? With everything going on in her life she just didn't see the point of trying at anything--not just with her grades, but everything in her personal life, too.

Juvia was just in too much unbearable pain to even have the strength to comprehend the fact that she was still breathing the oxygen of those who hated and wanted her dead. By then she was a definite burden to all those around her, herself included.

She felt trapped with nowhere to go but down onto the floor in a sobbing, weeping mess. It was all she ever did nowadays; go to school, barely pay attention, return home, try her best to dodge her father's abuse, lock herself in her room, and just break down and cry.

In fact, in place of sleeping, taking care of her hygiene, spending time with her supposed friends, and eating that's all she ever did; cry. Her lack of sleep and trials were slowly seeping fast into her mental state, stacked atop of all her constant battles of fatigue.

Her mind was at war. A war that determined either she stay alive or crumble to the ground and die like the "worthless little being she was" according to many of her classmates.

No one appreciated her presence, and that in itself was enough reason feeding into her brain; she quite literally had no reason to live.

"What is it with you and failure?" he harshly spoke, spitting in her face as his whiskey sloshed in the bottle clutched in his hand "a C-?! An F?! Really, kid!? A mentally ill kid could do better than you!"

The glint in her eyes revealed her despair as she allowed her father to yell in her face as if she were some disobedient puppy. The darkness within could tell her whole story, the story of her troublesome life full of terrible memories that crowded her mind, the story of why she was feeling the way she was, and the story of her misery. She needn't talk, because if she were to, she'd be lashed with his spiteful words of pity.

Juvia couldn't blame him, nonetheless.

"If you don't get these grades up you'll have to restart the year! And we can't have that now, can we?" Dave slammed his bottle onto the counter beside her, startling the bluenette "I cherish every moment you're gone, and with you leaving me this year for college you'd finally make me happy for once. I'm going to have to deal with your lazy ass for another year if you don't try your goddamn best to get those fucking grades up!"

He scoffed "If you don't get your letter up to an A within a week, my fists are the only thing you'll be able to see for another year you're in this house. 'Ya hear?!"

Juvia's gloominess emanated from around her, a purple shadow dancing like a madman around her figure as her father continued to speak those words of smite.

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