Chapter 3

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Summer pov We rushed to our classes history was my first class. Ms Bell was one of the teachers who really liked teaching and she made history fun and I liked her but I never talked to her because I was a shy person and mostly sat in the back of the class covered in my hoodie. June had become my friend because she kept following me around wanting to be my friend and she must have threatened Zoey with something because when I finally agreed to be her friend Zoey never told her mother that I had made a friend as I was not allowed to have any friends . June was the only person who knew the kind of life I lived, to everyone else I was a weird girl with torn and patched hand me downs. I was a straight A student and always handed in my assignments in time despite having a lot of work to do at home which made me not liked by a lot of people, I liked school so I never minded. Classes went on and we were soon on break I went to the cafeteria with June she always bought me food cause I never had any money with me and at school was the time I really ate because I never really ate at home. We left to sit in a school clearing because that's where we usually sat. “what do you think about running away after finishing school" asked june “I don't have anywhere to go and I don't have any money. You know aunt Anna refused me finding a job since I have a lot of work to do home ". I quietly answered “it's not like she pays for the work you do unless you count the beatings".she said pointedly “June we've had this conversation couple of times now I should at least be thankful that she did not take me out of school ". I said concentrating on the my food “something must give summer this is not fair or human how can someone treat their own sister's child like that."as always June was getting angry “what must I do, I'm doing the best I can with the situation. I have a roof over my head and I'm thankful she pays for my tuition at this expensive place and whatever else I face I just have to go through it." tears were almost falling and my sandwich forgotten “I'm sorry summer I know you like school and you have told me times without number that you are fine but I would give you my savings you could runaway Summer far away and nobody would find you, money is not a problem but you have refused help from me I can't even buy you clothes " she was looking down playing with her apple. “we must go before the second bell rings" I said standing up “I'm sorry summer if it seems like I keep pushing you to runaway but it's just that it hurts seeing you like this, I mean look at yourself the only times you hide from me in your hoodie like now means you have a nasty bruise you are hiding " she said pulling down the hoodie revealing a purplish bruise on my cheek. “what kind of person does that look at your face this time I'm really going to report her" she said standing up trying to march off. I pulled her down “No please June don't it will get me in trouble you know my uncle is connected with people from the police it won't help except make it worse please " I pleaded “fine“ she huffed“let's go or will be late" she said pulling me as the bell rang I went with her and pulled my hoodie back up covering my bruises again After school I walked slowly my aunt didn't pay the bus for me, she said paying for my fees was enough, Zoey had a car but who am I kidding she was never going to offer me a ride, June had offered but I had refused truth be told I enjoyed walking.
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