The Bad Boys Street Fighter Nerd

This isnt right

After threatening the nurses that ill make thier living hell if they let anyone see cody no matter the excuse, I walked out of the hospital with a gang of Police Officers and the boys.

"Miss youll have to come with one of us" one of the police officers announce.

He was wearing a black shirt tucked into black trousers full of pockets. He had a belt with a hun, tazor and some other things. I shiver thinking of a time my bad used a taser on me.

-flashback...

"Dads gunna kill me" I croak as I run down the school hall 20 minutes after the bell. Mrs White woildnt stop talking about the lack of respect this school has for its teachers. I agree she's right but not after school.

Getting towards the door I fling out running down the stairs, slipping as my broken converse lose grip due to the cold weather.

I hiss, blood running down the back of my legs and hands. I get up and go to run. My face pales.

Standing at the gate with his leather jacket, black shirt with jeans pairing the outfit with black leather dress shoes, was my dad.

He was smiling.

"I was wondering what you were doing my Lovely Amarly" he clicks his tongue at my name

"Youve just been wasting time, sitting rather than cooking dinner"

I gulp slowly walking "mrs White wanted to talk about disrespect and -" He cut off.

"Its about time you learned respect, your disrespectful and home but i didnt know you were disrespecting the school, looks like we will have to have a ...talk...when we get home" he laughs at my torture.

Walking with him to his ute, legs stinging and heart pounding, the thought of what he has in mind makes me sick.

"Im sorry dad" I day holping into the car.

He looks at me "im not"

The drive home was silent but my heart was loud and im sure he could hear it. Looking down at my legs, I notice a bit blood seeping though my track pants. Shit. If I get blood on dads chair he'll kill me for sure.

Pulling up to our shack of a home, he stops the car. "Im sorry, we wont have our talk tonight, make me dinner and go to your room, you have exams soon" he gets out.

I smile amd my get excited. He's changing for the good, I knew he would.

Getting out of the car, i turn to imspect the seat. "What are you doing", I look ahead and see dad staring back at me. "Oh nothing sorry" he walks towards me and looks through the ute windows.

"WHATS THAT" he shouts at me pointing to red stain on the corner of the chair. "I-Ill clean ot, my legs scratched because I fell down the stairs, ill clean it im sorry"

"Ok" he takes a deep breath. "Clean it now"

I run inside using my keys to open the doors before grabbing a damp cloth and running back out.

Scrubbing the seat clean of blood I smile at my work. "Dad its clean" i yell. He comes out and looks "perfect thank you Amarly"

Walking back inside dad tells me he'll order take out and not to bother with dinner as its a special night.

Walking upstairs i feel relief. Hes changing... actually changing, i knew this day would come. Walking into my white room, i place my bag on my wooden desk placed next to my bed.

I take out a a pair of white undies and bra before getting my favourite panda pyjama's.

I feel good, even with the blood dripping down my hands and legs. Right ill go have a shower and then make dad and I hot chocolate!! I think skipping to the bathroom down the hall.