Chapter 10
“Shut up you hilt h. You are only getting what you deserve.” An growled out. finally getting back to his
old self.
An raised his hands which held the kettle gettin ready to throw the hot water at me. I finally reached
the entrance to the kitchen, so as he dashed the water owards me, I run from the kitchen. I felt a hot
burning sensation on my hand and I knew it caught m hand.
“You bitch! Get back here!” I heard An roared as I run from the house. I ran as fast as I could and I
didn’t stop. afraid he might be after me. Although. I kn w he wouldn’t risk people seeing him chasing
me.
With this knowledge in mind. I came to a halt and stop for a minute to catch my breath. I look down at
my right hand and saw that it was bing red fast. I knew I had to hide it but I didn’t want to risk
going back home to change into a long sleeve top.
A thought struck me. I think I have a long sleeve sweater in my locker at school. I quickly hurried to
school. hoping to reach there before anyone saw me.
When I reached school, I walked quietly to my loc er and opened it. I took a big sigh of relief when 1
saw the sweater in my locker. I took it out quickly and went to the bathroom. I changed tops quickly and
went to homeroom before the bell rang.
My friends were already in homeroom when I got here. I sat beside Kevin, who was looking at me
quizzically. I returned his look with a raised eyebrow.
“Ka, you do realize that we are still in summer, ight?” He asked. I nodded. “So why are you in a long
sleeve?” He asked.
“Because I felt like wearing it.” I replied, shruggin hisment off as if it was nothing.
“Okay then. I get you, but you must be burning up in that.” He observed.
Jasmine leaned from behind us and spoke up. “Ke in, this is Ka here. You should learn by now
never to question her choices.” She said with a tap on Kevin’ head.
“Oh yeah. She does her own thing.” Kevin said nod mg his head in agreement.
“You got that right.” Jasmine said. Iughed, shaki g my head at them.
On Wednesday morning, I was walking to school f eling weak and sore. Every step I took, I felt pain
through my entire body. My stomach especially.
An had cornered mest night and given me a and beating. He was drunk and really angry. Because
of what he did, I couldn’t sleep. After he had finished tting me, I went straight to my room for the entire
night and I could not stop throwing up. He was hitting me frequently now and more harder. 1 really
don’t know how much more of it I could take.
I didn’t feel like going to school, but I really didn’t want to miss school. After dragging myself to school
for half an hour and ignoring the pain for the entire jo ney, I finally reached school. I walk inside the
building and head to homeroom, so I can sit and rest y sore body.
After roll call, Jasmine and I went to our first ss of the day. As we sat at our seat in English ss,
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she began to tell me about Tyler. Tyler was the boy who sh went on a date withst week Wednesday. I
was surprised that she was still talking about this one. He ust be special. Normally after a week, she
would get tired with thest guy she went out with or she would realize that he was not her type.
“He was so sweet, Ka. When I got to school this morning, he was there and offered to walk me to
homeroom.” Jasmine gushed dreamily.
“Wow, that’s great Jasmine. This is actually the first boy I hear you talk about this way.” I observed,
happy for her.
She smiled. “I did tell you that he was special.” I nodded my head at her, before crouching over as I felt
a sharp pain run through my stomach.
Jasmine furrowed her eyebrows at me and look at ime worriedly. “Ka, are you alright?” She asked,
concern reflecting in her words.
I look at her and force a fake smile. “I’m fine. It’s just stomach pains.” I said.
“Oh, it’s your time of the month. I feel it for you. I now how you feel.” She sympathized.
I nodded my head at herment, but I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach, that had nothing to do
with the pain. I always feel this way when I lied to her. I really do hate lying to her.
However, I didn’t have much time to think about it, because I started to feel sick again. I asked the
teacher to leave the ssroom and I walk quietly to the bathroom.
I entered the bathroom and the stall just in time to throw up. After two minutes of throwing up, I left the
stall feeling slightly better. I washed up quickly and left the bathroom. Before heading back to ss, I
leaned on the wall outside and closed my eyes to recollect myself.
“Are you okay?” I heard a voice say beside me. I opened my eyes quickly to see Carson standing
beside me, studying me.
I removed from my leaning position on the wall and regarded him. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t
you be in your ss?” I asked.
“Am I ever?” Was his response. I just shook my heqd and began to walk to my ss. He moved also to
catch up to me. “Wait up, you didn’t answer my questitim.” He reminded.
“I’m fine.” I said simply, hoping he would drop it.
“Are you sure? You looked a little pale back there.” He stated.
“I’m on my period. Do I have to exin further?” I, asked in a mock tone.