Chapter 2

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Recap:"Ahh just sit back and relax" I say to Isaac. As I blow a circle from my mouth. "This was the best I finally get to smoke again with my bestfriend and think about Hannah at the same time" I think to myself. Not only that I still had bigger problems to worry about.

Henderson.

Wednesday, December 23

"You can't just do that, stop your going to hurt her!" A voice yells in the back. "Get off of me!" I said to the heavy man. I can't move he's heavy, my arms feel paralyzed. This guy is a maniac. Why did my mother marry a man with murder tendencies.

I then feel this heavy hit to my face. Not sure what it was or what object it was but it was heavy. I then turn my head over and look the abuser in the eyes. It's Henderson.

He's doing it again. And again. He won't stop until he sees blood spewing out of my body. He won't stop until he gets what he wants. He won't stop until he sees me six feet under. He just won't stop.

"Wh" I'm cut off by him grabbing my face and picking it up. He slams it down into the concrete floor. I try talking,I try moving, I try hitting, I even tried screaming. But it's not working. He then gets up and grabs me by the neck. I try digging my nails into him, but it won't budge. He then smiles at me while putting his fist up for a next punch.

*wham* he hits my face. My pretty heart shaped face. He hits it. "Wow Skylar your face is pretty isn't it" he says as he's brining me over to a mirror. I then see blood spewing out my mouth, just like a pretty waterfall.

"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME DAMNIT!" He yells that ferocious yell. I just nod my head at his response. "You see this mirror?" He says while his grip is getting tighter on my neck. "Ye- Yes I can see it" I say with a very rickety voice. I look between the man and the mirror. I just see pure evil spewing out of his soul.

*crack* My windpipe. My throat. My voice box. It's been crushed. "Awww Skylar can't speak anymore can she?" Henderson says in a babyish voice. My eyes start to water, the saltiness of my tears burn against my skin. The pain and the torture makes me want to kill this man even more.

Henderson looks at me with these big vermilion eyes. His eyes tell a story, not a good one either. "Hmmm, I wonder what happens if your face was smashed up against the mirror" he says with a sly tone. I shake my head no faster then I do in class. "Was that a yes Skylar?" He says as he's getting closer to the mirror.

"Why me? Why not my mother?" I repeat in my head over again. Next thing I know i feel a sharp pain in my face. I then drop down to the floor not knowing what to do. Why me? Why not my mother? I ask myself.

I then hear my name being called. "Skylar Skylar! Wake up! Skylar." The voice says. I slowly open my eyes. "Hey! Open your eyes" the voice says again. He then lifts one of his legs and hold it in the air. "I SAID WAKE UP" the voice says

*GROAN* "dude wtf is your problem!" I said. "Well you wouldn't wake up so I kicked you" Isaac says with a smile on his face. I look up at him giving him the death glare. "Don't look at me like like that" he says with his hand behind his head.

He then stretches and opens the door to my bed. "Where are you going?" I say while standing up and rubbing my eyes. "I'm leaving" he says. "Hmm" I say while following him out of my hideout. I then slam the thing shut and lock it. "So what are you going to do today?" Isaac says while facing the pictures on my wall.

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