The Boy Next Door

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

As soon as the door slammed behind him it started.

"Why do you always insist on embarrassing me, isn't living with me embarrassing enough?"

I never answered, giving him the perfect opportunity to start his attack.

"Answer me you fucking slag, what you can't talk now but 'it was nice talking to Lamar'" he mimicked my last words to Lamar.

"I wasn't embarrassing you, he offered me in when you were out"

"Why did you need to go to his house wen I was in?"

"I rang the bell how many times but you never answered"

"Don't get lippy with me choopid (stupid)" then he turned me around and a hard slap landed on the right side of my face. I gasped and clutched the burning spot.

"As my saying goes with pleasure comes pain" he gave me an evil smirk and pushed me deeper into the cellar. It was freezing in here and i swear I could hear the scuttling of mice.

"People call me the 'inventor'" he smirked circling around me "This piece of work that you will surely encounter is one of a kind"

I stayed silent; if I was honest this was the creepiest he had been yet.

"But you will not feel this raff today because... i need you" he looked me up and down and licked his lips. I cringed away to the corner of the cold damp room. He came closer and closer. He grabbed me the neck and moved his face closer to mine. The stench of his sour breath pierced my nostrils. He chuckled evilly and moved back he was walking back when I said

"Creep"

That was a big mistake! He turned around and lashed me with the back of his hand; unfortunately he was wearing several rings which took ease in tearing my skin. I gasped as my hand flew to the area spilling with blood. He just grinned again, turned around and walked out. After screaming a few effortless insults at the closed door the lights came off and suddenly the room seemed colder. This could not be happening I ran blindly to the closed door and banged for hours. He wasn't going to come down. I knew he wasn't, he knew he wasn't. I slumped onto the floor seeking comfort from the strangely comforting room. It was so...peaceful. As I wrapped my hands around me I realised I was still in uniform. Great. The only uniform I had it was bloody, I wasn't going to have time to wash it out in the morning. Hopefully it didn't show too much. I sunk lower into the floor and as my head touched the ground I passed out.

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"Aye wake up bitch, you better clean up the house and come home at 3.45"

"But school finishes at 4.00"

"I don't care find a way if you're late..." I didn't even need ask the consequences of that action.

I finished my daily chores at around 8.30 and immediately left the house, without even so much as brushing my teeth. I didn't even have time to look at my scar in the mirror. I couldn't risk getting a detention. As usual Lamar was downstairs in front of his door. I think he was trying to talk to me but, I looked such a mess I didn't even look up as I walked out my house. On my way to school I caught a reflection of myself in a blacked out window. I looked terrible. My hair was sticking out in all directions, my cut had become a crusty flaky red, I had dark purple bags under my eyes, I had sleep in my eyes and my clothes was not only rumpled but dried blood had stained the front near my neck line. Though I couldn't see it I knew for sure that I had terrible morning breath. Well no talking for me today. That wasn't hard seeing I didn't have friend at the moment. I got into school 5 minutes to 9.10 and not many people were there. I took my place at the front of the class. I then remembered I had left my bag somewhere but I couldn't remember. I used the time I had left and forged my dentist note. As I put the note in my pocket the rest of the class came in. First came all the popular boys, then girls then the minorities including Gerald at the very back.

"Hi" I whispered, the covered my mouth sharply as the stench flew out

He cringed back slightly. Oh great.

"Honey" I heard a sweet voice say from behind.

"Yes Charmaine" I smiled politely

"Who did you fuck?" she asked still innocent. Everyone erupted out in laughter.

"Erm...err...n-n-no one"

"Why would who lie, we all no you're a pro I mean you obviously didn't please your man client yesterday why else would you have a huge scar on the side of your face?"

"Aye honey would you do me" a boy called troy shouted. People just laughed harder.

"No" I tried to say forcefully but it came out quiet and embarrassed. I was angry at myself for taking these insults as if I didn't get them enough at home. The day went quickly after that. I stayed in the shadows for most of the day. After showing the note I signed out at the reception. It was only lunch time so I went to park. It wasn't any ordinary park but the one me and me real family used to come to. I sat on the bench and looked around. This place brought back so much memories. I remember our last picnic here.

*Flashback*

"Pretty gal"

"Yes dad?" I smiled sweetly. The sun was beating down on my legs it was such a perfect day.

"When I come from America we all go to Jamaica so see ya gran ite"

"Yes daddy"

"Luke you no we don't have enough money" my mum smiled

"Yes but I will provide don't I always" he smiled back at her and they hugged. Things started to get a bit frisky

"Eurgh get a room gosh" my sister shouted

"How ya tink you wer born"

"Ewww don't even remind me yeah"

My mum and dad started cackling. I just smiled along, could my family get anymore perfect.

*Present*

I lay on the bench and cried. Life had become such a mess! I sobbed all I could till my eyes ran dry then I slowly made my way home. As I approached the house I could see Chris coming out the house.

"Good I fought you weren't gong to show up on time"

I said nothing.

"Get in the house and change into a nice skirt or something" he grinned showing his brown teeth. I looked at him weirdly and did the deed. I was aiming not to be abused today. 5 minutes later we were speeding out of the street. As I saw at the back Chris kept giving me ominous looks. I had a bad feeling about this. ½ an hour later were had reached our destination. A broke down flat with serious need of renovation. As we walked into the lift a strong stench of piss over powered my nose. We walked to the door no. 34 and Chris knocked. A few minutes later a beer gut old looking pervert smoking what smelled like weed, came out and greeted me with that same brown teeth grin. I cringed against Chris's arm which was blocking the path behind me.

"Honey, meet your first client"

I turned my head slowly towards him.

"What?"

"You heard me"

"Come inside girl".......

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