Chapter 9 - Space

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I want to help her but how am I I suppose to do that if she won't let me in. I mean if she gets that upset about me asking about her scars, I can only imaging how'll she act if I tell her I know what's happening to her. You can say goodbye to her ever talking to me again and goodbye to any chance I had with her.

And I do want her. Her being abused won't push me away if that's what she thinks. I'll show her.

I mean if anything, considering who I am- well who my father is-girls would be lining up to be with me. All for the money. While this place might not be well known or big, you'd think they would know about my money.

But that's one of the reasons I chose this place. I wouldn't be so well known. While my dad may own a lot of business, his jewelry stores are the most popular. But along with the fame and money, comes danger.

And that's why we had to move last time. After someone tried to break into our home a third time my dad decided to let go of his pride and move.

But of course now we've had more security then we've had before. A hidden room for them in the house, a few trailing bodyguards that follow us if one of us ever go out, and of course I had to learn how to fight to protect myself. Especially since I wouldn't let my dads bodyguard follow me into the school.

But Emma doesn't know any of this. But when she does, I really hope she doesn't turn into one of those gold digging bitches. But maybe I might still want her.

Emma's already seated in her spot when I walk into the classroom. In every class I have with her she's always seated in the back, always making sure not to draw attention to herself. Though with how beautiful she is and the mysterious vibe she gives off, I'm sure people will always be aware of her.

I was just going over to her when one of Amy's friends come over, " hey," She says placing her hand on my arm, her breast practically spilling out of her shirt , " Want to come sit with us?"

I look over at Emma and debate whether to go or not. Maybe what she needs is space ? " sure," I say. Smirking she grabs my arm and brings me over to her group of friends. I take a seat next to Amy and she gives me a smug smile.

" so look who finally realized what's best for them."

" what," I say confused.

" You and Emma. Your not with her which would only mean you've realized what a mistake you've made choosing her."

I pinch the bridge of my nose already annoyed with this conversation. I regret my decision, every conversation with Amy always ends with a headache.

" Emma's Mad at me so I'm trying to give her space this has nothing to do with you."

She just shoots me a look and turns away from me, talking to some of her other friends. I look back at Emma only to find her staring at me. She blushes and looks away only to look back at me again.

She gives me a small smile, barely there but still noticeable. That's enough for me, considering the fact she doesn't smile a lot. Maybe she's getting

more comfortable with me? God I hope so.

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I hear the whip whistle through the air right before I feel the tip on my back. I cry out as I feel the burn spreading along my back. I try to get away from the next one but I'm chained to the wall facing it, my back exposed.

After ten whips my mom finally lets me go and I collapse to the ground, tired and in pain. My backs a bloody mess and every time I move pain radiate from my back.

" Get up," she says slamming her foot against my stomach, " I have friends coming over and you need t-"

I puke. All over her shoes and some on myself. There's a moment of silence before she moves. I hear her walk away and I shake with fear. But I don't move, I can't. Even if I did she would catch me and the punishment would be tenfold, not to mention I can hardly freaking walk.

As I struggle to get into a sitting position I hear her approaching again, but I don't know what she has until something slams into my back. A bat.

My arms immediately give out and crash on the floor. " You stupid shit!" She screams, " I just bought these fucking shoes and now look at them!"

Bam. She manages to swing the baseball bat harder the second time and I scream loudly. " shut up! Shut up!shut up!" She screams, emphasizing each word with a hit, " you scream one more time and I'll kill you do you hear me."

Groaning I give a small nod of my head, her words just barely managing to make their way through the pain. Black spots dance on the edge of my vision and I wonder if I should let her kill me. Then the pain will stop.

" please," I croak , tears streaming down my face.

She crouches down and grips my hair, forcing it back to look me in the face. " pleas what? Kill you? Show you mercy? Do you honestly believe you deserve that? Everything i do to you is because you deserve it, bad things only happen to people who deserve it."

" What did I do?," I wanted to ask. But I don't get to because slowly, my eyes close and darkness takes over.

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My eyes slowly open arms I find myself back in my room. Groaning I slowly crawl out of the bed and begin the fight to stand up. My legs are shaking, my head is pounding, my back feels like it's been lit on fire, and my stomach feels like it got a bowling ball dropped on it.

Able to stand, I slowly make my way out of my room and to the bathroom. My throat feels dry and parch and I need water. I don't think I can make it down the stairs and back up so tap water will have to do.

I turn the sink on and I grab my hair moving it out the way, bending over hurts like hell but I manage. As soon as the cold water touches my lips and I take big gulps of water, I sigh in relief. Turning the sink off I turn around and lean against the counter exhausted.

I feel as if I'm going to pass out so I try to relax and ignore the pain. When I'm not so nauseous I head back to my room to sleep. I lay on the mattress and sigh, trying to relax my sore muscles.

My last thoughts as I fall asleep is me wishing, hoping, that I never wake up again. Because then, everything will go away. All the pain and torment will go away and it's not like I'll be bothering anyone. It's not like anyone wants me here in the first place.