The hurting

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning, and wiped the eye goop out of my eyes. Mom and jake are still sleeping. I made some coffee so it was ready for mom when she woke up, then I headed up to my room.
When I got up there I saw I had 40 messages on my phone and 10 missed calls. All of the messages were from those girls at school just reminding me that I will never fit in. 9 of the calls were still from those girls. 1 of the calls was from an unknown number, so I listened to the voicemail they left me. My face went blank. One single tear came raining down from my left eye. I didn't know how to feel. It was my dad. I fell onto the bed and just listened to the voicemail again and again. All he said was I'm sorry and that he loves my brother and I, he didn't say anything about mom. So many thing were going through my mind but there was one main thing I could get out of there. If he loved us why did he leave. I knew I couldn't tell mom she just freak out, I deleted the voicemail.
When I arrived at school I walked down the middle of the hall while everyone was at the side staring at me. It was like I was in the Olympics and everyone was just starting at me, the only difference was my sport was being a victim.
I always went into class early, so I went to class. Mr.Johnson was already there and asked me how I was doing (he knew about the bullying and my dad). Mr.Johnson used to live on my street so that's how he knew about my dad. He was a therapist before so I would talk to him about anything.
The bell rang and the students came in like a Hurd of sheep. Everyone got to there seat and opened up their books. we had to read a 534 page book, but I didn't mind I love to read. After we read we answered some questions.
Then the bell rang. I ran out of class so I could get to my next class without people noticing me but it didn't work. Aubry and her gang pushed me into the bathroom. They threw me on the ground, punched and kicked, called names, then left.