What's This? - Chapter One
Read and find out... Sorry, it took so long to put this up but I had no comp, sorry guys.
Brianna's P.O.V
Hay's just to let you know, my name is Brianna Black. I am 15 years old and go to Lakeview high New Jersey. I have short brown hair and blue eyes. Luckily I look like my mom and not my dad who has brown eyes and brown hair. You should also know that I really hate my dad seeing that if he comes home drunk, he likes to hit me and my mom. I've tried to get her to leave him but she's too scared. She thinks that if we leave, he will find us and kill us; so for now I have to put up with it.
I'm also lucky that I can cover up the bruises so no one knows. The only person I have told is my best friend Samantha and the only reason I told her was because one day she came over and I was unconscious after one of my dad's attacks. I'm so lucky she found me otherwise I would be dead right now. This was 5 years ago and she has helped me through it, all well I guess this is enough about me for now.
I was dreaming that I was in an old abandoned house, the floor was dirt and there was no windows. Suddenly my dad appeared with my mom and threw her to the ground like she was worth nothing, this makes my blood boil.
"Calm down Bree, you know what he's going to do if you say something.
"But it's too late." I yell.
"Does it make you feel like a man treating us like this? You're supposed to be my father, someone I can look up to but look at you! You're nothing but a pig who thinks he can do anything and get away with it not this time."
Next thing I know my fist connects with his face. I shouldn't have done that. He comes at me full speed. I see my mum with tears in her eyes, through the corner of mine I turn so I'm actually looking at her and whisper, "I love you mom." Then something cool and sharp pierced my hot skin then there's blood.
I suddenly woke up with tears running down my face; I quickly get up and go to the bathroom to have a nice warm shower that always relaxes me after one of these dreams. I get out and put on my robe as I walk into my small room and to my drawers to choose my clothes for today. I choose to wear a baby blue sundress because dad hasn't been around for a while, which means no bruises. I quickly put some eyeliner on then run downstairs to have breakfast. As I walk in to the kitchen I see a note on the table I pick it and read it. It says, "Bree, went to work early. Have a good day at school. Love Mum xoxo."
I put the note back down and start making some toast with peanut butter and jelly. As I'm half way through my toast, my mobile rings, "Hello Brianna here, how may I help you."
"Hay Bree, it's me Sam. Just letting you know to hurry up and get ready for school, I'm outside waiting."
"You could have just come in Sam and alright I'm almost done."
I hang up the phone and stuffed the rest of my toast in my mouth while grabbing my bag and jumping into the car of my best friend Samantha.
"Sorry Sam, woke up late, won't happen again," I say as I fiddle with her radio trying to find some good music.
"Better not," she laughed because I only live 5 minutes away from school, the ride was short.
We jumped out of the car just as the bell rings and run off to homeroom. As I walk into homeroom I take my usual seat in the back and take out my notebook and start writing not many people now this but I actually have a good voice in matter of fact no one knows. I just get into it when my homeroom teacher Miss Rose walks in and says "Attention class, but we have a new student his name is Jake and I'd like it if you all would make him feel welcome. Jake you can sit next to Miss Black." He smiles and makes he's way to the seat next to me. I just roll my eyes and go back to my writing when he says, "Hi, I'm Jake nice to meet you." "Brianna but everyone calls me Bree." I replied.
As the period ran on he kept trying talk to me by asking stuff like what are you writing or what do you have next but I just keep giving him the cold shoulder and keep writing. Can't he know I don't want to talk to him. He finally gives up and with that the bell rings. I get up put my notebook back into my bag and start for the door when I bumped into someone and fell I see a hand trying to help me up and look up to see...
Hay's just to let you know, my name is Brianna Black. I am 15 years old and go to Lakeview high New Jersey. I have short brown hair and blue eyes. Luckily I look like my mom and not my dad who has brown eyes and brown hair. You should also know that I really hate my dad seeing that if he comes home drunk, he likes to hit me and my mom. I've tried to get her to leave him but she's too scared. She thinks that if we leave, he will find us and kill us; so for now I have to put up with it.
I'm also lucky that I can cover up the bruises so no one knows. The only person I have told is my best friend Samantha and the only reason I told her was because one day she came over and I was unconscious after one of my dad's attacks. I'm so lucky she found me otherwise I would be dead right now. This was 5 years ago and she has helped me through it, all well I guess this is enough about me for now.
I was dreaming that I was in an old abandoned house, the floor was dirt and there was no windows. Suddenly my dad appeared with my mom and threw her to the ground like she was worth nothing, this makes my blood boil.
"Calm down Bree, you know what he's going to do if you say something.
"But it's too late." I yell.
"Does it make you feel like a man treating us like this? You're supposed to be my father, someone I can look up to but look at you! You're nothing but a pig who thinks he can do anything and get away with it not this time."
Next thing I know my fist connects with his face. I shouldn't have done that. He comes at me full speed. I see my mum with tears in her eyes, through the corner of mine I turn so I'm actually looking at her and whisper, "I love you mom." Then something cool and sharp pierced my hot skin then there's blood.
I suddenly woke up with tears running down my face; I quickly get up and go to the bathroom to have a nice warm shower that always relaxes me after one of these dreams. I get out and put on my robe as I walk into my small room and to my drawers to choose my clothes for today. I choose to wear a baby blue sundress because dad hasn't been around for a while, which means no bruises. I quickly put some eyeliner on then run downstairs to have breakfast. As I walk in to the kitchen I see a note on the table I pick it and read it. It says, "Bree, went to work early. Have a good day at school. Love Mum xoxo."
I put the note back down and start making some toast with peanut butter and jelly. As I'm half way through my toast, my mobile rings, "Hello Brianna here, how may I help you."
"Hay Bree, it's me Sam. Just letting you know to hurry up and get ready for school, I'm outside waiting."
"You could have just come in Sam and alright I'm almost done."
I hang up the phone and stuffed the rest of my toast in my mouth while grabbing my bag and jumping into the car of my best friend Samantha.
"Sorry Sam, woke up late, won't happen again," I say as I fiddle with her radio trying to find some good music.
"Better not," she laughed because I only live 5 minutes away from school, the ride was short.
We jumped out of the car just as the bell rings and run off to homeroom. As I walk into homeroom I take my usual seat in the back and take out my notebook and start writing not many people now this but I actually have a good voice in matter of fact no one knows. I just get into it when my homeroom teacher Miss Rose walks in and says "Attention class, but we have a new student his name is Jake and I'd like it if you all would make him feel welcome. Jake you can sit next to Miss Black." He smiles and makes he's way to the seat next to me. I just roll my eyes and go back to my writing when he says, "Hi, I'm Jake nice to meet you." "Brianna but everyone calls me Bree." I replied.
As the period ran on he kept trying talk to me by asking stuff like what are you writing or what do you have next but I just keep giving him the cold shoulder and keep writing. Can't he know I don't want to talk to him. He finally gives up and with that the bell rings. I get up put my notebook back into my bag and start for the door when I bumped into someone and fell I see a hand trying to help me up and look up to see...
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