Recap:
So, I go.
Arron's POV
{before misery opened the door}
I get out of the car fuming, I couldn't wait to let my fists have their way on misery. I remember when we were about six. she told me she liked me.
I didn't get it I was seven and hot, I might add you know for a seven year old. But she was six and pale. but her eyes. they were enchanting. they were more purple than blue.
She was beautiful but to weak to be my girlfriend, even though she is more beautiful than anyone at school. that's one reason why everyone hates her. she's beautiful, but doesn't know it. all the girls envy her because she has a butt and doesn't have to break her back trying to have one. she has a nice rack (I should know I've looked before) and her long raven black hair had a shine and volume all girls wish to have.
She truly is beautiful.
**she opens the door**
When she opens the door I am smacked in the face with a wiff of her amazing scent. Winter berry..
I come in and tell her what I want and to go get her brother. I don't want to beat her today. I never have. her brother hasn't either it's just the females apparently rule in the house. what they say goes, and so misery gets beaten, almost to death.
Jacob or jake comes downstairs with a depressed look on his face.
"Hey jake, what's got ya down?" I ask.
"Misery. she doesn't deserve to be beaten. never has never will. she's always been the perfect sister. I miss when we were a happy family. when she was about two." he said. he was right they made her start working at 4. When she was 3 they just beat her.
"Your right. she shouldn't get beaten." I said just about two minutes before Jeanette or Jane, came in screeching about how misery woke her up before she was done getting her 'beauty' sleep. beauty sleep my big toe.
I just got up and walked to the back door where I would wait outside with the others while misery cleaned the kitchen and dining table before her beating.
Instead of walking outside I bump into a petite frame. I grunt and she looks up, with a scared look in her eyes. I just hate when she looks at me like that. she's still touching me and I get chills. she quickly backs away, afraid of being hit by me. she should know I don't want to hurt her but I have to I don't have a choice. it's either beat her or stay away from her and jake forever. Id rather beat her than stay away forever. I try and make it look brutal but it's never as bad as the others. I'm last so it hurts her just to be touched. I hit her as lightly as possible. she's battered up enough.
Earlier this morning when she handed me my milk, I saw her wrist. it was horrible. and to think, I was part of the reason she did that. It hit me in the guy hard. so when I left I put a note telling her to meet me behind the school. I knew she would find it. she always picks my plate up last though. I wonder why.
Anyway I knew she would get it. she never disobeyed anyone.Misery's POV
I go to my room and cry. I cry for five minutes until Jacob comes up to my room, or should I say attic.
"Hey." he whispers.
"Sir?" I say quietly, upset and weak.
"I'm-uh- time for your beating!" He says the last part sternly.
"Yes sir I'm coming." I say. and he grabs my hair and pulls me with him.
"I'm sorry." he whispers so quietly it's almost inaudible. "get going we don't have all day!" He yells. I start to run, scared for my life.
When I'm all the way downstairs I start to clean the table. under Arron's plate I find a note. it reads,
Misery.
Meet me behind school second period. I have second block free so be there.Arron
I am so confused at why he wants me to be there. But that's where I guess I have to go.
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Misery
Teen FictionMisery; a cause of great distress. Misery jones is a seventeen year old girl, she's been diagnosed with depression and bipolar disorder. She is very lovable, yet they all hate her. Who, might you ask, are they? Well they are every student in West...