The Bad Boy's Sweetheart
Chapter 6 HIM
"Mommy, why is he beating you all the time?" I said, hands shivering around the thin quilt.
"Because even love is in the form of darkness." She said back with a smile as we both were locked up in the room.
"Where were you, kid?" My dad yelled as he shoved me to the couch. I laughed at his surprising question, he never asked unless he wanted me to take another blonde fuck for him.
"Walking." I hissed as my back ached from the rough push. My dad had good aim. He was always like that around me and my mom, he never loved her.
The foul smoke erupted everywhere in the small apartment. We only had one living room where dad slept and my tiny room since dad liked to
spend more on prostitutes and drinks.
"You didn't make my dinner." I rolled my eyes at his accusation, it wasn't like we had anything to eat.
"Fuck you and your dinner.” I stood up in rage as he clutched my shirt and dragged me to my room, he took his sweet ass off of his favorite couch just to beat me up. I laughed harder as every punch cracked my face and my dad got even more defensive. He left me alone after he realized
he had spilled all my blood out for a while. I knew he didn't have the guts to kill me because he needed me for his benefit.
I didn't move from the floor as I stared up the ceiling and cried for my mom.
The blonde haired girl didn't come to school today, I hadn't seen her, not that I cared anyway.
lot of beating.” The purple haired girl appeared to stand beside me as the
sitting as my sore face burned in pain. I was in a sour mood today due to a headache and the back
no-show. I remembered our encounter yesterday, she seemed so worn out and defeated. Now, she
near mine. I put the frozen pea pack on my swollen
The blonde haired
for the winter ball, I can’t wait to hear you.” I scoffed lowly at the fact that the girl was the teacher's pet. Mrs. Brenda, the Biology teacher, gestured for Evannie to take a seat and
pants that made her emerald eyes stand out. Her hair was
what's the function of sperms?" I hadn't heard my name
pregnant.” I shrugged as I laid back on the chair. The whole class laughed and Mrs. Brenda scowled at me then proceeded to ask different
turned around to grab her bag that was clung to her chair with amusement. I was the one to break eye contact as
awesome answer, dude." I stopped at my locker to
carelessly replied. The guy rolled his eyes
He held his hand out for me to
due to the whole stopping school, I never had friends. I was a social outcast, I could have been potentially famous here but I chose not to, these high
could reply, he gave me a note of
were heaven to my ears, how could such sounds come from an instrument with strong emotions? I had no idea. I looked at the door window as Evannie played with tears coming down her eyes, she wiped them with the back of her hand as she stopped. I didn't know what was I doing when I opened the door and she turned to stare at me. "Why are you crying?" I asked her like I had known her for a long time. She frowned at me with her red nose and
tone. Grabbing her bag, she stood up and faced me. Her emerald eyes searching
don't, I was just curious.” I snapped, she