Shattered soul

Chapter 3

I could hear the worry in his voice but why? No one likes me or cares for me. The bell went so I was saved from answering; I quickly grabbed my shoulder bag and stormed out the room hoping he would follow I was glad he didn’t.

The ride home was quite as usual. I sat there and listened to my favourite song that just helps me to remember that it is okay to be weak and to cry because I’m  only human. Those words rang through my mind:

But I’m only human

And I bleed when I fall down

I’m only human

And I crash and I break down

Your words in my head, knives in my heart

You build me up and then I fall apart

Cause I’m only human...

By the time the next verse was about to come on I reached my stop so put my ipod in my school bag and walked home.

But what I didn’t know was what waited for me at home when my dad comes from work.

 I sat on my bed just finishing my homework when my door burst open. There stood my father who tried to keep his balance.( great he was drunk) he started to shout at me that it was my fault and that I deserve it. He came towards me and grabbed a handful of my hair. I could try to free myself but I knew that, its going to make things worse so I stopped fighting a long while ago. My father dragged me around the room pain going through my body. He then threw me across the room and my head hit the corner of my desk. When I touched my hand to it I could feel warm and sticky liquid on my fingers, it didn’t take long to know what it is.

But because this wasn’t enough for him he came forward and threw punches ro my stomach and one to my face. I tried not to give him the satisfaction of my pain and fear but the pain was unbearable. So I screamed that loud that all the air from my lungs was gone by the end of it. At last he took the bear bottle and smashed it on my leg all I hoped was that the cut wasn’t too deep so that it didn’t need stiches.

After a while when no punches or any more new pain came, I guessed that he was bored and fished so I dragged myself to the bathroom and washed all my new injuries.

Then went to bed and waited for sleep to take me. But I just couldn’t get Jason out of my mind. What is he is one of them and will use what he saw to humiliate me at school or if he tells any one I will have more of hell then I already have. Soon I felt that my eyelids where dropping with exhaustion.

When I woke up I was surprised that I didn’t have any nightmares. But then I got out of bed and got ready for school. I had a problem with covering the bruise on my cheek and I could hardly walk with the gash on my leg. With everything being chaotic in my house I didn’t even notice that there was a group of new people that moved into the neighbourhood-we live on the outskirts of new York and no one lived next to us. But what surprised me the most was that the group of people where the ones I met in school including Jason.

I quickly slipped out the door after I finished breakfast for my father for when he wakes up and other chores he told me to do the day before. On my way to the bus stop I caught Jason and Isabella staring at me so I just quickened my pace to the bus stop.

 When I got off the bus I did the same thing I do every morning – go to the garden. However when I reached it I saw a masculine shadow. I figured it was Jason. I was about to leave but he already saw me and beat me to the door.

“We need to talk Ivy” his voice was urgent and full of worry. His eyes had  this spark that was so familiar so full of life.

“What do you want? Why can’t you just leave me alone?” I said quietly but still tried to show that he is irritating.