Town skippers (Discontinued Until Further Notice)

Chapter 2

It was about 6 am when I woke up from the sound of my little sister screaming in agony downstairs. I threw the comforter of me and ran down stairs.

Once I was down there I saw my dad kicking her. I tried to stop him but that only resulted in me getting hurt too.

"WHY DID YOU TAKE EXTRA BREAD THAN WHAT YOUR SUPPOSED TO EACH MONTH!? AND DON'T GIVE ME "I was just hungry" AS AN EXCUSE CAUSE WE BOTH KNOW THAT A USELESS PIECE OF SHIT LIKE YOU DOESN'T DESERVE MORE THAN WHAT WE GIVE! YOU SHOULD STARVE RATHER THAN SEEM UNGRATEFUL FOR THE HALF LITER OF WATER, ONE LOAF OF BREAD AND ONE MEAL THAT WE GIVE YOU EACH MONTH!" He screamed.

"Now go get ready for school you two." My mom said with a smirk on her face once my dad was done kicking us both.

I just glared at her with disgust written all over my face ,then got up and helped my sister up too. We both limped upstairs Nessta more than me. I helped her to her room, quickly grabbed the first aid kit and went to her room to try and treat some wounds to not make it so obvious what just happened less than 10 minutes ago. After i was done i left her to get ready for school and went to patch myself up a bit and do the same.

It took about 20 minutes for both of us to finish getting ready. We headed straight to school after that, we didn't want to anger mom and dad again. after 20 minutes of silent walking we finally got to school. Quietly we both went our own separate ways.

Our french teacher , Mr.Henry, was passing out last week's pop quiz. He had given everyone their quiz, everyone except me.

"I know Esme that you might be wondering why i gave everyone their quiz except you right?" He asked. I just nodded to him dumbfounded.

"Well worry not you didn't get an F or anything I just saved best for last."He said looking right at me.

"Esme,not so surprisingly, got the highest mark in class. She got 100 +5 bonus. Great job! Keep it up!" He continued.

I just looked at him mumbled my thanks then just stared into nothingness for the rest of this boring class.

~ After class ~

It was time to go home. I was walking peacefully ,in my own space bubble. I looked up to find a glittery pink chest in front of me.

Ew pink. I thought to myself. I raised my head further up. I saw Sally's perfectly sculptered face.

" A fugly bitch like you doesnt deserve that mark or being smart in general!" sh said with disgust in her voice. She pushed me to the ground and laughed in my face. As she was about to turn around to leave i grabbed her arm spun her around and spat

" Just leave me alone god! I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF YOU GET BULLIED EVERYSINGLE FUCKING DAY FOR NO REASON WHAT SO EVER HUH!? NOT GOOD RIGHT! SO JUST FUCKING STOP AND MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS! UGH GOD!" I shouted at her then left her there dumbfounded.

I went home and threw all my stuff over my desk including the quiz.

I was in deep slumber when a sudden rush of pain woke me up. I shot my eyes open only to see that my mom was the one who caused the throbbing pain in my left cheek. I looked at her startled as to why she had just slapped me out of no where. My question was answered when I saw her clenching my quiz in her right fist.

"I-um i c-can explain-"I started.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS MEANING OF THIS!? WHO THE HELL ALOWED YOU TO GET THIS MAR!? WE HAVE TOLD YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN THAT A STUPID SLUT OF A GIRL SHOLUD NEVER BE SMART! GUYS LIKE STUPID SLUTS THAT WILL LISTENT TO THEM WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT! IF THEY FIND OUT YOU ARE ACTUALLY SMART HOW DO YOU EXPECT THEM TO WANT YOU WHEN YOURE SMART HOW WILL YOU BRING MONEY INTO THIS HOUSEHOLD!? This...this is the very last time I'll catch you with this grade got it! I wont let it pass like the last two times with just a mere warning."She cut me off once wshe was done she slapped me one last time then stormed out of my room.

I sighed deeply and looked over to my alarm clock.

"Oh shit! i am due in for work in 20 minutes I should get ready." I got up from bed ,went to my closet and started getting ready. In 10 minutes i was out the front door on my way to work.

~ After work ~

~ At home ~

When I entered the house the smell of booze and alcohol just attacked my nose ,but I wasn't surprised I actually got used to by now. That smell is the smell of our natural household.

I went straight but to my room changed into something comfy and started on homework.

~ 2 hours and a half later ~

I know I shouldn't but I savored that half an hour of cutting I did. To be honest the only reason is because in that half an hour I felt more than i did in years and I-I relished every single minute i got of just not feeling numb. I know it messed up to just love and enjoy the feeling of the razor slicing at my skin and just the warm blood Dripping down my arm but I just don't care. When I am doing that that's the only time that I get an actual out even if it for just a couple of minutes.

I looked over to my right to make another cut but saw that it was all full of cuts already. Old and new. So I took the razor and was about to start on my left arm when I thought popped into my head. Why am I still doing this? I am already so close to escaping. I spent weeks and weeks on planning everything for our escape or betrayal to our parents as I like to call it. I planned everything to the very last detail so why do this?

After those thoughts I took the razor wrapped it with some tissues and threw it away. I badged my right arm up and went to bed ,after all I do have an escape to make in the morning.

I went to bed with a big grin spread across my face.

~ In the morning ~

I almost had everything ready just have to wake up Nessta ,grab my parents life savings and get the hell outta there.

I woke up Nessta and whispered to her to get ready as fast as she can but be as quite as she can too. Right now its waaaay too early from the time that my parents wake up and thats my exact goal. Get ready get the Money and get the break outta their faces.

While Nessta was getting ready I slowly snuck into my parents room sneakily got the money and slowly got out of their room closing the door behind me.

Once I was out I saw Nessta waiting there for me with a bag of clothes with her just as I did.

In utter silence we went down stairs opened the front door and finally made our escape.

I took in a deep breath of fresh air and new exactly what awaits us...