I'm sorry

Late for home

Bailey POVs
[beep beep] quickly waking up to turn my alarm clock off it was 6:00 before my parents wake up so I turn it off before they give me another beating I could hardly move from last nights one because  I had came home late since the teacher wanted to talk to me about my failing class.

Standing up I walk over to my cracked and chipped unit that only hold a couple clothes pulling one of the drawers I pick up a pair of ripped jeans and a grey hoodie.

I do my hair into french plates since I don't want it in my face after that I put on a bit of foundation and a bit of concealer to hide the purple bruise on my right eye and run downstairs going to make a decent enough breakfast.

After making eggs and bacon I put it down on 2 plates and grab my white trainers and my black bag they wasn't completely broken since I have a job that pays well which provides me and my parents as well as rent.

After slipping my shoes on I hear my father walking down the steps quite vigorously and I know I will be hit he gets down the steps and notice me standing there he raises his right hand and slaps my right cheek leaving a red hand print on my face.

As I stroll out the house I pull up my hood so no one can see my face.

Walking up to the school of gossiping kids I walk right into the front entrance and turn to go into my locker to get ready for first period.

After 4 of my morning lessons it was now lunch and I was walking to my usual spot which was a little table in the back of the lunch hall I had no friends since no one liked me for different reasons as I walked through the hallways I walk to my locker quickly to put away my books.

As I shut my locker I turn and bump into a brick wall but when I got ready to hit the floor but it never came as confused as I was I opened my eyes to see that the bad boy Asher Tate I scrambled out of his hold and quickly back away from him still looking at him feeling like a coward I muttered a quick,

"I-i-I'm sorry"

Running towards the back of the cafeteria to sit and my lonely table and do my homework i have left because I didn't have any food and all of the money i own goes to my parents or the rent I mean I am lucky to have at least the basement to sleep In and at least a mattress but no cushion or blanket but who cares I've grown use to it now.

Just as I was on my first piece of homework the noisy cafeteria suddenly goes quiet they already know who came through the doors and so do I and that's when I feel a presence across the table from me as I looked away from my sheet my body goes completely numb.

He must be mad since I had bumped into him only minutes before as I looked in fear he started talking to me but I zoned out as soon as I looked at time which was on the wall I was late back to home I was going to get the worst beating I have had I was meant to be home at 4:30 but it was 5:02 I got caught up because lunch was last period.

"Hey are you even listening to me?"

I looked up meeting eyes with him I quickly packed my things and replied rather quickly,

"I-I'm sorry I have to go now'

Dashing out I ran in the direction of my house feeling light headed since I haven't ate in 2 weeks as I reached to open the door handle I was suddenly pulled into the house and felt a knife to my gut as well as kicks to my head and ribs and soon I was met with darkness feeling a fuzzing feeling in my head.