The No Names (PTV/SWS/OM&M + more)

Intro

Dezirae

"Slut!" My dad yells, punching my face, then throwing me on the ground. He is way past drunk and I decide not to say anything.

"It is your fault that my love Cate is dead!" He bellows, kicking my ribs, legs and near head.

"I know, I am sorry." I whisper. He continues kicking me until he leaves the room and passes out. I sneak upstairs and wipe the blood off of my body, and sneak a warm bath. I quickly wash my bruised body and drift off to sleep at 10:30.

Skip to after school

I was walking home from school, and as usual I see my least favorite people besides my dad. Kellin and his gang, Mike and Austin. I try to speed up my walk, until Kellin grabs my arm.

"Where you going?" he smirks. I look down at my stained and worn out Timberlands.

"Home." I say.

"But we were just starting." Kellin laughs. He punches my stomach, and I try running, but as usual Carlile runs two steps and catches me, holding my arms, as Mike and Kellin punch my stomach repeatedly. When they were done they threw me to the ground.

"Why don't you just knock me out, punch me in the face and get it over with?" I ask, finally having the courage to ask them. They ever touched my face.

"Never want to hurt a pretty little face like yours." Austin smirks, as they walk away.

~next day~

I was walking home as usual, and I see them behind me.

"Please guys I have to be home on time today!" I plead, not even running. My dad beat my ass so bad yesterday and I don't want that again.

"Nope." Kellin and Mike smirk.

"Wait, but you guys always wonder why she walks to the middle of nowhere, right? Maybe we just follow her home, huh?" Austin smirks.

"Yeah, let's do that." Kellin and Mike agree.

"Fine. But I am not talking to you guys." I groan, putting in my earbuds and blasting music. I take my usual route through the slums of the city, then walking alongside the highway.

"How much longer" Austin complains. "my feet hurt." He grumbles.

"30 minutes." I reply quickly.

"I am calling Vic to give us a ride." Austin says. Mike's brother or fuckin cousin or some shit soon comes and picks us up, and I sit uncomfortably in between Mike and Kellin, while they keep whispering to each other and probably texting about me.

-skip car ride-

We finally got to the worst ghetto on the very outskirts of town.

"There is my house, now that took longer then expected so I'm dead meat, please leave." I groan. They stay parked on the side of my house.

"Let's meet your god old pops, he never shows up to school events." Mike smirks. Fucking shit.

"Um...I think he isn't home yet." I lie.

"Bullshit." Kellin laughs.

"Walk up and bring your dad out or we'll beat your ass anyways." Mike orders. Beat by them, or dad. Hmm, them, or dad.

"Wait what?" Austin asks.

"Did I say that out loud?" I ask, worried. He nods. I run to my door and open it to see my dad, already drunk. My windows were open and they would hear everything.

"Dad, before everything there are people outside who want to meet you." I say worriedly. My dad shoves me outside, and punches my jaw.

"Keep the whore! Don't let her back in!" He yells, locking the front door.

"You happy." I yell, spitting out blood.

"We had no idea!" Yells Vic.

"Don't." I spit. I run to the side of my house and sneak in. My dad beat me terribly, punching my jaw, face, stomach and kicking me too. I run upstairs and block my door with my dresser, which barely held since it's almost empty. Every week I would take ten dollars from my dad, ever since my mom died five years ago, when I was ten. I definetly have enough money to leave. My mom always told me about this place that she loved. England. I go on my father's computer and book my flight for friday, the next flight. I take my passport and my bags and hide them in our attic where my dad won't look.