Chapter 10

"Shut up you bitch. You are only getting what you deserve." Allan growled out, finally getting back to his old self. Allan raised his hands which held the kettle getting ready to throw the hot water at me. I finally reached the entrance to the kitchen, so as he dashed the water towards me, I run from the kitchen. I felt a hot burning sensation on my hand and I knew it caught my hand. "You bitch! Get back here!" I heard Allan 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 knew 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 becoming 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 locker and opened it. I took a big sigh of relief when I 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 there. I sat beside Kevin, who was looking at me quizzically. I returned his look with a raised eyebrow. "Kayla, you do realize that we are still in summer, right?" He asked. I nodded. "So why are you in a long sleeve?" He asked. "Because I felt like wearing it." I replied, shrugging his comment 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. "Kevin, this is Kayla here. You should learn by now never to question her choices." She said with a tap on Kevin's head. "Oh yeah. She does her own thing." Kevin said nodding his head in agreement. "You got that right." Jasmine said. I laughed, shaking my head at them. On Wednesday morning, I was walking to school feeling weak and sore. Every step I took, I felt pain through my entire body. My stomach especially. Allan had cornered me last night and given me a hard beating. He was drunk and really angry. Because of what he did, I couldn't sleep. After he had finished hitting 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. I 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 journey, I finally reached school. I walk inside the building and head to homeroom, so I can sit and rest my sore body. After roll call, Jasmine and I went to our first class of the day. As we sat at our seat in English class, she began to tell me about Tyler. Tyler was the boy who she went on a date with last week Wednesday. I was surprised that she was still talking about this one. He must be special. Normally after a week, she would get tired with the last guy she went out with or she would realize that he was not her type. "He was so sweet, Kayla. 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 me worriedly. "Kayla, 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 know how you feel." She sympathized. I nodded my head at her comment, 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 classroom 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 class, 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 class?" I asked. "Am I ever?" Was his response. I just shook my head and began to walk to my class. He moved also to catch up to me. "Wait up, you didn't answer my question." 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 explain further?" I asked in a mock tone.