Half Blood

Consequences

I awoke cuddled up to him. He was already awake and happily holding me until he noticed I was awake, he moved back blushing." S-sorry" He mumbled quickly letting go of me.

"It's ok I don't mind" I responded quickly. I could feel the warmth on my cheeks as I began to blush.

I sat up and hid my face with my hair. Even though I couldn't see, I could tell Miko was blushing too. " W-we should get ready for school" I mumbled shyly.

" yeah," he responded quickly but carefully.

I began to worry, my father would be mad at me, he would hurt me more than he already had. I quickly erased the thought from my head and thought more about the night before as I moved over to the restroom to get ready. I had never felt so happy, I doubt ill feel such happiness again. My father will most likely find a way to separate us if he finds out. And even if I tried to run away, he would indefinitely find me and catch me. And how am I supposed to overpower him? I wiped the thoughts again and noticed that I was just staring into the mirror, having already finished getting ready. I opened the door, he was sat on the sofa waiting for me.

As soon as he noticed, he got up and grabbed our bags.

We arrived at school people were staring at us now. I didn't care and, I could tell Miko didn't care either. We continued into school, he walked me to my form room. He hugged me goodbye and, I was on my own. I went through the rest of my lessons. Not focusing on any of my work. I was thinking of Miko and, what would happen when I got back to my home.

Should I tell him? I decided it would be for the better to not talk to him about what happened at home. The last thing I wanted was him getting himself hurt trying to help me.

The end of the day came quicker than I had hoped. Miko met at the exit gates, I almost ran to him, hugging him. He was stunned to start with but then hugged me a few seconds later. I felt nauseous from thinking of what would he do to me when I got back home. Miko waved goodbye and, I was alone again worry and fear sweeping over me like a sea of torment.

I finally arrived home, I hesitated with the door just standing there. I knew I had to open it eventually, the longer I waited, the angrier my father would be and the worse it would be for me.

I opened the door slowly trying to make as little noise as possible, my effort was futile. My father noticed me immediately and moved over to the door, To me. I moved inside quickly and shut the door behind me trying to avoid what he was going to do to me. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was picked up by my hair and thrown into the wall. I yelped in pain as I fell to the ground. " WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?!" He yelled indignantly. I stayed silent as he loomed over me. He hit me, forcing me to the ground.

Once I knew he had left me, I pulled myself to my feet everything aching and blood covered. I stumbled over to the bathroom and looked at myself, noticing the damage he had done. I was covered in red marks and cuts, some of them already starting to bruise. The main thing that stood out to me was the large, gaping wound across my right eye. I could also see that my right eye was now slightly grey, I finally noticed that it was harder to see than usual. I grabbed a cloth and antiseptic. I knew this would hurt more than usual but its better than the consequences of leaving it. I started to clean it whimpering and crying as I did so.