You're Never Gonna Fit In Much, Kid!
Can life get any worse?
Christine grabbed onto the door knob and very slowly turned it, opening the front door very slowly. She didn’t know where he was so she wanted to be quiet. Very quiet in fact. She would be lying if she said she was scared, she was petrified. Once inside she shut the door and when she turned around her heart stopped. There sitting at the bottom of the stairs with a big smirk on his face was her step dad. She was in big trouble. She just knew it by the look on his face. He moved towards her and the next thing she knew she was on the floor with her surroundings going dark. She was in total darkness now.
**** The Next Day****
Christine awoke to silence. She was so used to the silence that it didn’t scare her anymore. The silence had become her friend. It was her only friend that actually knew what was happening. She looked around the room she was in and saw that she was at the bottom of the stairs!
She heard a noise from the top of the stairs and knew that she would have to get up now if she wanted to make it out alive. She didn’t even want to know what he had done to her. She just wanted to get up and move to somewhere where she would be less of a target to him. Christine struggled to her feet and made her way to the basement door where she knew that she had some spare clothes. She crept to the door and opened it ever so slightly just to make sure that he hadn’t heard her move. She knew he was still there and she didn’t want a repeat if whatever happened last night. Once she was done stairs, Christine decided that it was best to go to the bathroom in the basement and have a quick look at what had happened. Plus she would need a shower as she didn’t want to go to school looking like a piece of shit.
As soon as Christine had looked at herself in the mirror, she felt herself begin to shake and her eyes fill up with tears. Staring back at her was a girl with blackened eyes and face. Different patches of her skin were black and blue. There was dried blood in her hair and scratches all along the side of her face. It was then that Christine had noticed that her trousers were ripped along the seam and her top had ridden up her. Christine got undressed and turned the shower on. Stepping in the shower, she looked down at herself and saw all of the scratches along her legs, arms, hips and stomach. She carried on washing her hair, trying desperately to get the dried blood out of it and rinsed herself clean. She needed to be clean after this.
Christine got out of the shower, got dressed and dried her hair. She stuck her hair up into a bun and decided to put foundation on in order to try and get rid of the bruises that had developed onto her face. Once she was satisfied with her foundation, she reapplied her eyeliner and decided to add a scarf to her outfit this time. The scarf hid the marks that were along the top of her chest. She threw a hoodie on and embarked onto her journey of getting out of the front door and on her way to school. Once she reached the school gates, Christine checked her phone and realised that the time was 9.00! “Shit” Christine said aloud. She was meant to meet the crew at 7.30. She knew that she would have to come up with an excuse fast. She figured that she’d come up with one whilst she is walking up to her maths classroom.
Christine knocked onto the maths classroom door and walked in, trying her best to avoid the staring from the other people in the class as she sat down next to Mikey.
“Where have you been?” Mikey whispered “ you were meant to meet us this morning at 7.30”
“I overslept okay!” Christine hissed whilst trying to hide her face from him.
“Calm down gosh we were all worried that something happened to you. You never answered our calls or anything!” Mikey stated.
“I guess i ran out of credit that i couldn’t call you” Christine turned to face Mikey forgetting about her face.
“OMG who did that to you!” Mikey whisper shouted!
“ No one now don’t talk to me” Christine barked.
“Well someone got out of the wrong side of the bed” Mikey retorted.
Christine had had enough by then! She got up and walked out. Not even 10 minutes into the lesson and she was already pissed. She decided to hide in the toilets until lunch. She needed time to calm down. No one would miss her whilst she was there. She slammed the cubicle door and slumped to the floor. Bringing her knees to her chest she let out a big cry and just let go off all of her emotion. “Why the fuck does everything bad happen to me” Christine thought banging her head on the cubicle wall.
After about 5 minutes of her crying and banging her head, she heard the toilet door open and a round of laughter following it.
**** The Next Day****
Christine awoke to silence. She was so used to the silence that it didn’t scare her anymore. The silence had become her friend. It was her only friend that actually knew what was happening. She looked around the room she was in and saw that she was at the bottom of the stairs!
She heard a noise from the top of the stairs and knew that she would have to get up now if she wanted to make it out alive. She didn’t even want to know what he had done to her. She just wanted to get up and move to somewhere where she would be less of a target to him. Christine struggled to her feet and made her way to the basement door where she knew that she had some spare clothes. She crept to the door and opened it ever so slightly just to make sure that he hadn’t heard her move. She knew he was still there and she didn’t want a repeat if whatever happened last night. Once she was done stairs, Christine decided that it was best to go to the bathroom in the basement and have a quick look at what had happened. Plus she would need a shower as she didn’t want to go to school looking like a piece of shit.
As soon as Christine had looked at herself in the mirror, she felt herself begin to shake and her eyes fill up with tears. Staring back at her was a girl with blackened eyes and face. Different patches of her skin were black and blue. There was dried blood in her hair and scratches all along the side of her face. It was then that Christine had noticed that her trousers were ripped along the seam and her top had ridden up her. Christine got undressed and turned the shower on. Stepping in the shower, she looked down at herself and saw all of the scratches along her legs, arms, hips and stomach. She carried on washing her hair, trying desperately to get the dried blood out of it and rinsed herself clean. She needed to be clean after this.
Christine got out of the shower, got dressed and dried her hair. She stuck her hair up into a bun and decided to put foundation on in order to try and get rid of the bruises that had developed onto her face. Once she was satisfied with her foundation, she reapplied her eyeliner and decided to add a scarf to her outfit this time. The scarf hid the marks that were along the top of her chest. She threw a hoodie on and embarked onto her journey of getting out of the front door and on her way to school. Once she reached the school gates, Christine checked her phone and realised that the time was 9.00! “Shit” Christine said aloud. She was meant to meet the crew at 7.30. She knew that she would have to come up with an excuse fast. She figured that she’d come up with one whilst she is walking up to her maths classroom.
Christine knocked onto the maths classroom door and walked in, trying her best to avoid the staring from the other people in the class as she sat down next to Mikey.
“Where have you been?” Mikey whispered “ you were meant to meet us this morning at 7.30”
“I overslept okay!” Christine hissed whilst trying to hide her face from him.
“Calm down gosh we were all worried that something happened to you. You never answered our calls or anything!” Mikey stated.
“I guess i ran out of credit that i couldn’t call you” Christine turned to face Mikey forgetting about her face.
“OMG who did that to you!” Mikey whisper shouted!
“ No one now don’t talk to me” Christine barked.
“Well someone got out of the wrong side of the bed” Mikey retorted.
Christine had had enough by then! She got up and walked out. Not even 10 minutes into the lesson and she was already pissed. She decided to hide in the toilets until lunch. She needed time to calm down. No one would miss her whilst she was there. She slammed the cubicle door and slumped to the floor. Bringing her knees to her chest she let out a big cry and just let go off all of her emotion. “Why the fuck does everything bad happen to me” Christine thought banging her head on the cubicle wall.
After about 5 minutes of her crying and banging her head, she heard the toilet door open and a round of laughter following it.
11/27/13