Hurting But Not Broken

Chapter 8- Blue Eyed Tutor

The weekend flew by in a blurr. I spent my time studying and watching movies. Surprisingly, the demon hasn't layed a finger on me this weekend and I'm quite grateful because a girl can only endure so much and no more.

It's Monday. I love Mondays. Many people would disagree with me on that but I consider Mondays as new beginnings, a chance to start over, a chance to turn a new page....something that I craved for but will never receive. At least not anytime soon. I brushed the sad thought of my reality away not letting it ruin my day. I walk into my bathroom, took a shower, brushed my teeth and applied my makeup.

I went into my walk-in-closet and I picked out a green and yellow sleeveless tye-dye dress that clung to my body and stopped about an inch above my knees.I wore biker tights underneath it. I paired it with a jeans sweater and a slide that was of the same tye-dye colour as my dress. I grabbed my bag, keys and phone from the nightstand and made my way downstairs with a bounce to my steps.

I was in a really good mood today. I felt like nothing could spoil my mood. I walked into the kitchen and stopped dead in my tracks as I came face to face with the demon in the flesh searching through the refrigerator. The grin that I wore immediately fell from my face. He heard my footsteps and turned his head slightly to see the intruder.

When he realised it was me he smiled wickedly. He slammed the refrigerator door which caused me to flinch. He started advancing towards me. "Hold up there you demon of a man", I stated boldly with my arms outstretched as if to stop his motion.

Surprisingly he stopped and raised an eyebrow. "If you lay a finger on me  right now I swear I will NOT go back upstairs to cover it up with any makeup. I will run out of this house screaming bloody murder at the top of my voice.I swear.And we both know how nosey the people in this neighbourhood are", I threatened stuttering not even once.

I saw shock wash over his face but he quickly masked it over with an emotionless facade.  "Do you really think  that a little whore like you can threaten me in my own house?", he growled.

"You're gonna watch this 'little whore' walk out of this house unharmed because I'm sure the people in this neighbourhood would jump at the thought of getting some juicy gossip on the famous Damon and we both know that you don't need that kind of publicity", I sassed. I gave him the middle finger and walked at a normal pace out the house and into my car not sparing him another glance.

Before I drove off I heard glass being shattered against the wall one after the other,I rolled my eyes at his childish antics. "His puppet will clean that up", I whispered bitterly.

I pulled up in the school's parking lot a few minutes later and regretted not stopping at the cafe to get a snack. "If it wasn't for the demon in the kitchen I could have retrieved my snacks", I muttered grumpily.

I looked in the mirror in my car and realised that I haven't even combed my hair. I released my hair from the messy ponytail it was in and combed my fingers through it to untangle the knots. I grabbed a green scrunchy from the backseat and made a high ponytail on top of my head. My stomach roared again in hunger.

I grabbed my stuffs and made my way to my locker. I retrieved the books that I needed for first period and quickly made my way to the cafeteria to grab a quick snack. I bought a pack of grapes, a bottle of water and a small chicken sandwich.

I looked around to see all the tables empty so I sat down at the closest one to me and devoured my food in five minutes. My stomach growled in satisfaction and I smiled at that. The final bell rang to signal that first period begins. I made my way to class. Turns out Ms.Jenkins wasn't at school so everyone in the class basically did whatever the hell they wanted.