Zahra- Scarred

Zahra- Scarred (chapt 8)

Me-what have I done, you can't just punish someone for nothing" I said still looking up. No matter how many times I looked up and asked why? I never got an explanation nor a sign.

I've always thought I was put on this earth to suffer. Which wasn't fair at all. I wouldn't wish this or anything worse on anyone not even my mum because deep down I know there's always a good person under their bad cloak. Well that's what my grandma told me.

She was the nicest most gentlest person put on this earth. Although she knew what was going on and done nothing about it. She always gave me tips on how to move on even though they never worked, it was nice to know she cared enough to try.

I sighed falling onto my knee's not caring the force I was falling at. Pain was something I was use to. I could say I was almost immune.

I grabbed the shower head as I tilted my head over letting my hair touch the bottom of the bath. I moved the shower head over my hair letting the warm water run down my brown hair into the bath.

I was up there for 20 minutes trying to fix myself up. Putting my hair plainly into an effortless pony tail. Making sure there wasn't a trace of make up and put on jeans and a long top.

I walked downstairs feeling ugly and hopeless.

I opened the living room door walking in and sitting down.

Him-that's better

Him-your aunty can not make it so I am off" he said getting up and leaving the room.

Him-if I ever see you looking like a little whore, I will tell your father" I nodded.

Him-goodbye

Me-bye uncle" he then slammed the front door behind him.

I stood there mad. He made me clean everything off just so he could leave straight afterwards. I then banged my fist onto the side table making it wobble.

My phone went off vibrating on the living room floor.

I walked into the room picking it up to see Julians name. No offence he was the last person I wanted to talk to. Right at this moment all guys seemed like evil little cunts.

I busied it sitting down crossing my legs sighing.

I felt my old attitude rushing in, not that I was stopping it. No matter how hard I tried, I could never forget what my life is really like.

My door then knocked. He probably forgot something... Great.

I walked up opening the door and their stood Julian. My stomach dropped as I slammed the door feeling completely embarrassed.

Him-Z?" he asked worried.

I looked an utter state and felt it, I didn't want him seeing me like that.

Him-b what's wrong?" I stayed completely silent.

Him-don't make me kick down the door

Me-please go away" I said quietly

Him-why, whats wrong?

Me-nothing, just come back later okay

Him-nah I'm okay, open the door" I stood there staring at the wall

Him-fine I'll just kick it down

Me-fine.

I then opened the door before I quickly ran up the stairs slamming my door shut and locking it.

I took out my hair band and put my hair into a much more nicer pony tail. I then got out my mascara about to put it on when he then banged the door.