A/N: btw that's Rowan up there just so you all know.
Slap. Slap. Slap. All three landed on my cheeks. Three from each parent. Tears ran down my cheeks as I pleaded with them to stop. As I tried to tell them I'm sorry. As I tried to explain. But nothing worked they just kept throwing kicks to my chest and stomach the more I tried to talk filling my mouth with screams of agony. After a while of pleading and screams and pain I somewhere fell unconscious.
I opened my eyes after deep sleep only to be met with utter darkness. I tired to get up but my head hit a solid wall instead. I looked around and saw nothing. I tried moving around but I couldn't. I waved my arms all over trying to find some some space but where ever my hand went there was a wall or a locked door to meet it. I started panicing and thrashing for some air to enter my lungs. I started screaming for help from anyone. I was cold alone and with a sore throat and barely any air. I knew that it was only a matter of time before I all this misery would be over. So I just sat there knees held to my chest and wept. I wept my heart and pain and loneliness out...I woke up in cold sweat. I was breathing heavily. I grunted in pain as I held my head.
God. Why won't I stop having thag stupid nightmare. I mean at least be a little bit more exciting brain my parents have done worse that dream is the least that they can do so if you're gonna choose a nightmare for me to have about what they have done at least choose the worst not average.
I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I looked in to the mirror. I was pale white. Cheeks sunk in a bit. Deep dark eye bags. The eye bags where so dark against my pale skin that it was the thing most people saw first. I opened the cabinet. I scanned it for a bit until I finally saw the aspirin I had been hiding for when I have finally had enough if you know what I mean. I took two pills with some tap water to down it all. I grabbed the concealer I had bought from the convince store to hide the paleness of my sick and darkness of my eye bags. I applied some on my face with fingers then blended it a bit with a crappy Beauty blender I got from the one dollar store.
I put on a baggy full grey sweat shirt with skinny jeans and ankle boots and to top it all off I put my hair up in a messy bun then applied some 1 year old lip gloss I had.
I strolled down stairs carefully. I still had a banging head ache and from the feels of it it won't be going away any time soon even with the aspirin I took.
When I was walking towards the dining table Rhys tried to talk to me asking me how I'm doing since last night and all but I just dully looked him in the eye then proceeded to grab some pancakes and sit down. He tried a couple more times in the car and at school but just did the same thing then walked off.
I was savoring every moment of lunch because I was dreading the class after. It was the one and only class I had with the asshole all weak and every time we see each other in the hallway he makes sure to annoy me and make my mood go bad or worsen it and Being stuck in the same room as him for 45 minutes will surely be enough for him to annoy me some more.
Soon the bell rang and I slowly dragged my feet to my next class.
Not slow enough I was standing in front of the class room I was hesitant Should I enter or just skip? As I was just about to turn around and skip the teacher came grabbed my hand and let me in with her.
I sluggishly sat at he very back and surprise surprise the asshole was already next to me annoying me. He kept throwing papers at me until the very end of class.
Ring Ring.
The bell rang. As we all were gathering our stuff the teacher told us to wait a couple more minutes she needed to announce something important.
"So basically you all have a presentation project due in about two weeks or so about car crashes..." The teacher announced.
The minute the teacher said car crashes I felt the asshole tense up next to me and stop throwing papers. It was only for a second but it was noticable.
"In the presentation you are going to have to get cause or car crashes and survivel rate and other information. You can add in personal experience if you have that will make your grade higher but you don't have to if you aren't comfortable with it. Anyways you all have to be careful with this project because it's the main project for the first semester and your whole semester grade depends on it. And before you all go this is a pair presentation and now I'll announce the pairs I chose.
Rose and Jake.
Jack and Caleb.
Brent and mark.... A couple of names later I finally heard my name being announced
Esme and Rowan. Those are the pairs for the project. I hope you work well and good luck."
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Town skippers (Discontinued Until Further Notice)
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