Domhnall

"Get the f**k out!" my Father yelled, his breath telling me he's been to the bar again. As I make my way to the store I start to think how I'm going to eat. "Extra shift?" the owner asks as I walk through the doors. I nod. "You know it's unsafe to walk out so late at night." I nod. "Well, you can start your shift by getting the stuff from the back and putting them where they need to go." I nod. "Have you ate yet?" I nod. My stomach growls revealing my lie. "My wife made extra for dinner, so you can have some." he says, as my face heats up. I hesitate but eventually give in. "Do you have school in the morning?" I nod. "Make sure you get home to rest before you go to school." I nod. Before we eat, we pray. I'm not very religious or anything but the owner is, and considering this is his store and his wife's food, it won't hurt to pray. I'm done restocking the stuff as the sun starts to rise. "Get on home kid. You got school." I sigh but nod. Walking back I remind myself that I need to find another and easier way to get in the house when Father get's like this. My thought's are interrupted when I reach the fence to our house. I can hear Father's yelling from here. Sighing I hurry into the house. As I open the door something hard hit's my head, causing blood to trickle down. As I reach to stop the bleeding I wince. "Where the f**k were you?" Father asked, furious. "I-I was working." "Working?" he questioned, "Are you trying to make it seem like we're poor!" he slaps me. "N-no I'm s-sorry. I-I was only w-working so I c-could try to buy y-you a birthday present t-to surprise you." I stutter, trying to use his birthday as an excuse. He pauses, trying to think if his birthday really was near. "Oh, I'm sorry." I stay quiet. He reaches for my cheeks and I try to suppress myself from flinching. "Does it hurt?" he asks, hurt that I had flinched. Looking away I whisper, "No." After a few minutes of silence I go to get ready for school, deciding on my usual outfit - sweats, with a t-shirt and one of Father's old sweatshirts plus some old vans. I quickly jump in the shower, get dressed and go down to start on breakfast. By the time breakfast is ready my Brother was sitting at the table. Placing the food on the table I look around to see if Father would be joining us for breakfast. I look to my Brother and he shook his head. "He's not coming so hurry up and eat before I leave you." I nod. By the time I'm done eating, Brother is still eating so I hurry and fix a plate for Father before brushing my teeth and grabbing my bag. I work on what homework I have left, finishing as Brother yells for me to get in the car. I hurry and get into the backseat of his jeep. While driving Brother play's whatever's on the radio, with his window's rolled down and music full blast. Pulling up to Zach's place you could see him waving down my Brother. "Yo Jay! Your late, let's get going before we miss first period." my Brother laughs, "Chill we still have at least 30 minutes till school starts." before we leave the driveway, Zach look's toward me, "Mornin' V" I nod. They start chatting about random things throughout the rest of the ride. Looking out the window I try to count how much money I have saved, once I'm done I tell myself to remember to take some money out so I could buy myself a new phone and put the rest in a safe place so I could move out. By the time we pull up to school the bell signals that first period had already started. "What'd I say? Huh Jay? I told you we'd be late!" Zach shouted toward Brother. "So what? It's not like you pay attention to school anyway." Brother responded, smacking Zach's head. Zach stayed quiet, knowing Brother wasn't wrong. I look to Brother, afraid to enter school grounds. "Stop looking at me." Brother responds, noticing me staring. "You'll just have to suck it up." I nod, looking away. "Yo that was harsh." Zach replied. "What was?" Zach stares at him, shaking his head mumbling something under his breath. They were silent as they walked the way towards their classes, leaving me alone. "Hey, fatty!" I stop. "Hey, did you do the homework I gave you last night?" I nod. "Good." I hand the homework to Janet. "Stay away from me, I don't want to get any of your nasty germs on me." I nod, waiting for her to walk before I do. Walking into the classroom the teacher stops talking. "Miss Domhnall mind explaining why you're late?" I grab my pen and notebook, "Traffic." after reading he looks up at me, to which I look away. "Did you get that checked at the nurse?" I tilt my head confused. "Check what?" I finish writing. "Your head. It seems you haven't noticed but it's starting to bleed." I reach up and remember this morning, "It's fine. It'll stop in a few minutes." I wrote in the paper. Sighing he responds, "Whatever, take a seat." As he's talking I start to doze off so I put my head down and look out the window. What kind of place should I get? A house? Or an apartment? ooohh, what kind of furniture should I buy? Sometime in my thinking I end up falling asleep. "-nall! Miss Domhnall wake up!" I hear as my head is hit with a roll of papers. I look around and realize the classroom is empty. My face heats up, I hurry and write on my paper "I'm sorry" over and over till the teacher finally grabs my hand, making me stop. "It's fine, you have the top grades in the school so it really doesn't matter. I just woke you up so you could get to your next class." "Thank you." I get my bag and head out. . . . Ding. Ding. Ding. The bell rang, signaling the start of lunch. I shivered. Getting up I hurry to get lunch before the line gets too long. When my turn came I chose a sandwich and some juice. Halfway through my sandwich Janet and her friends sit at the table. "Hey fatty, you really should watch what you eat. You don't want to get any bigger do you?" her friends says, making the others laugh. I put my sandwich down and get my paper. "I'll take my leave." They ignored me, so I got up to go to the restroom. When I get into the stall I crumble. Tears leave my eyes as their words sink in. I lift my shirt and see nothing but the outline of my bones. Is this fat? It must be if everyone says so. I go to the toilet and put my fingers in my mouth. I push them till I start to gag, I continue till I throw up. I repeat the process till the bell for class rings. . . . Walking out the school gates, a bunch of boys come running behind me. They surround me, blocking my field of vision. I stop. "Why'd you stop?" "I can't see." I write. Looking at my feet. "That's fine, we're just going to the park." He pulls me, forcing me to follow them. My heart pounds, memories of the past start to run through my mind. I try resisting, which makes the one pulling me mad. He turns to face me, "Let's go." he says. I shake my head, tears start to cloud my vision. "Dude, she's crying" someone points out, making the rest of the group laugh. "Let's go." the boys demands, gripping my wrist tighter. I wince, but follow. We continue to walk until we get to a secluded place. The boy throws me forward, making me lose my footing. In that moment I'm surrounded by the boys with no way to get out. One of them starts to walk forward, causing me to walk back until I bumped into someone. I look back to see the guy smiling. He grabs my hands, pulling them behind me. I struggle, till I feel a hand under my shirt. The hand continues to go up. Another boy pulls my jacket and shirt off while someone else is pulling my pants down. I cry but they continue. They know that I can't talk. When I feel a hand on my boob and kick my foot out, "b***h!" the boy yells, slapping me. Soon all the boys are touching me. I stop struggling, realizing that there was nothing I could do. As soon as the boy holding me processes that I gave up he pulls me to the ground. Holding me down. Someone lifts my legs, readying his member near my forbidden place. As he thrusts I scream out. My mouth is soon covered as one starts to kiss me, stifling my screams. The boy moved out the way, only to have another boy readying his member. He too thrusts in, but this time he lifts me freeing up my backside. I scream as I feel someone thrust through my ass. My screams stop when someone shoves his member in my mouth. I bite down. The boy screams, holding what's left of his member. One of his friends see's and slaps me. He pulls my hair back, causing me to look up. "That was a mistake." He pulls me to him, making the other 2 guys slip out of me. He throws me to the ground. Pushing my head to the ground and holding my hands behind me. He ready's himself and thrusts into me. I scream. He continues until he's satisfied. After he's done he turns me around and starts punching me. Laughing. I lift my hand up, dropping them when my conscience start to fade. . . . When I wake up, I notice there's blood on me. Tears leave my eyes as I hurry to put on my clothes. Looking up I see that I must have been past out for a while. I muster whatever strength I have and make my way to the house. Crying, my negative thoughts start to flood my mind. I barely make it home, when I walk in the only person I see is my Brother. "Hurry up and make dinner." he says, not bothering to turn around. I put my hand to my mouth, shushing my sobs. I walk to the kitchen and heat up some left over from the night before. I flick the lights to let him know dinner is ready. As he walks in I put my head down and hurry to my room. Grabbing my clothes I rush to the bathroom. As I start to undress I look at my body. It's full of bruises and blood. My face has a few is bruised and swollen. I start crying again. Once I get under the water my body starts to burn. I scream, banging my hand on the wall. I hurry and wash my body, gently wiping away the blood. Looking down I see the blood mixing with the water on the floor. I drop to the floor, hitting the floor. "Why? Why me?" I say. 'Suicide' a voice whispers. Suicide. That's right. I get up, looking for anything sharp. When I can't find anything I look into the mirror. Glass. I wrap my hand and start banging on the glass till it breaks. I grab a piece and dig it through my arms. Watching as the blood starts to pool beneath me. I sit on the floor, happy that I could finally have peace. I close my eyes, resting. "Verena?" My eyes open, as I hear Zach's voice. "Verena? Hey are you ok? I heard some banging and wanted to check if you're ok." "Leave." I say. Starting to see the boys. "What." "Leave! Leave me alone! Get away!" I yell. Throwing anything I could reach at them. "Verena? I'm gonna open the door ok?" "Leave! Leave me alone! Stay away!" I scream. The noises are starting to fade as well as the boys. My voice is starting to fade. My eyes feel tired. Sleep, yeah let's sleep. As my eyes close the door bursts open.