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.
“I want to know how the hell did you get those bruises on your arm and I can bet that there is more hmm… I’m I right” he said it so softly but I could still hear the pang of anger in his voice.
“Look I’m just clumsy I fell over and hit my arm also my skin gets bruised easily.” I answered but to be honest I wouldn’t believe myself and I knew he didn’t either because of the way he looked at me but it looked like he got the message and dropped the topic.
“I told you not to talk to me if you want to be someone in this school.” I said coldly.
“I know what you told me but I don’t understand why from what my sisters told me you are a nice person so why do you push me away and everyone else.” He asked sincerely.
“Let me guess your sisters are Isabella and Sami am I right.” I asked and he nodded then I continued. “Anyway if you would listen to anything that the schools talks about then you might be like them and change your view on me. And from the not letting people in, I just don’t want to disappoint myself and them.” I paused the said “Why I’m I even telling this you don’t even know me.”
Then I rushed out of the garden but before I did I heard him say “ but I want to” then the whole day was a blur to me when PE came around I had to give in the note to say that I was unable to do today’s session because I was injured. Today we would be playing dodge ball anyway so im not missing anything important.
Suddenly Jason comes up to me- I forgot to mention that we do dodge ball with the guys.
“Why aren’t you doing PE “
“it not your business and I told you to drop the subject.” I said quite harshly but hey it worked he left but why do I feel like I regret telling him that?
Then Isabella and Sami came up to me and asked “hey I know that we don’t know each other very well… but maybe you want to come over to us for a sleep over on Friday?”
I replied stuttering a little bit, “I-I-I I’m not s-sure but I’ll ask my f-f-f father.” I choked at the word ‘father’ probably because I don’t think he is my father any more not since he started hurting me.
Isabella and Sami both squealed as I if I have already agreed to their invitation. Then they both hoped on one leg into the girls lockers, reminding me of bunnies. The nickname has brought the memory of Lexie. God I miss her so much, I wish that she came back but the monster also known as my father fired her after he stared to hurt me, he did so she wouldn’t get suspicious. So overall he told her that a 16 year old doesn’t need a babysitter.
I was still sitting at the bleachers watching the kids play dodge ball, when I felt a pair of eyes watching me, turning around to see who it was, I wasn’t shocked or surprised. There standing in the corner of the gym was Jason, worry and suspicion filled his eyes.
It was Friday and my father let me go over to Bella’s and Sami’s for the the night. During the week I got to know them better for instance that Jason was adopted but I never dared to ask why because I figured that it is a sensitive topic for him. I also found out that Sami and Isabella are twins but Sami died her hair blonde so that they didn’t look alike. They both were very beautiful and tall compared to me. They said that I have pretty eyes and that they are jealous but I’m nothing compared to them- I’m short( about 5’2 which is short for a 16 year old), I have crimson fiery red and pale skin as white as paper( well most of my skin is not including the blue, purple and black bruises.
Right now I was on my way to art which I enjoyed even more because Jay(Jason) is there. I can’t believe that he joined this school on Monday and already we are best friends and it is only Friday. He doesn’t know what happens to me at home and he doesn’t touch the subject. He and his sisters are the only people who I let in and didn’t shut out but then again no one really tried to be a friend to me in this school.
I sit in my seat in art and wait for Jason but weirdly he isn’t there. I actually weird because he didn’t miss a day since he started. Any way the hour went quick and im just waiting for the twins to go to theirs.
When they come and we head to their car they had me and invite for a party. But how can I go? What if they see the scars? Or what if they decide I’m an actual freak and they won’t want to be my friends anymore? I’m taken out of my haze because Sami starts to speak, “We only have 4 hour to get ready so we will have to hurry.”
“I don’t think I can go, I don’t have a dress plus a party isn’t my scene.” I say trying to hide the worry in my voice and hoping I was persuasive enough.
“Don’t worry I have this perfect green short dress that will make your eyes pop out then well add a bit of make-up and we’ll be done.”
“D-d-do –i-I have to wear the s-s-short dress?” I say stuttering from nervousness. My father will kill me literally if anyone finds out and he is the only person I have left.
“Yes!” Both Sami and Isabella shout. We all stay silence for the rest of the ride. When we get out of the car. Their house is amazing and very big if that isn’t an understatement. There are pretty flowers surrounding the house and my hand twitches in an effort to show how badly I want to draw this.
When we get in, straight away I get dragged to the twin’s room that they share. They tell me to put on the dress and black tights. So I quickly get dressed. When I come out all of the eyes in the room are on me. “Wow you look gorgeous Ivy” Bella say, I can hear the excitement in her voice. The twins both look so pretty, Sami went for the classic look- back tights, denim shorts with a black top and a red shirt that had black lines all over it. But Bella went for more elegant look- she wore a hot pink dress that went up to her midthigh like mine. She also had black stilettoes (I have no idea how she could walk in them they looked like a torture device for your feet.) at least she didn’t tell me to wear them, but still demanded for me to wear wedges
“Come on Ivy I’ll do your hair.” shouted Sami while Isabella said, “fine then I’ll do her make up.”
“Erm… Ivy?” asked Sami still curling my hair. I could hear the concern in her voice.
“Yeah?” I asked not knowing what was the matter. All was going fine until now.
“I don’t want to be rude but what is that on your shoulder?” she asked. I can’t believe that my cardigan has slipped. Think, think, and think of something that could cause this….