Hunter

(Punch) that's going to leave a mark (kick) there goes my ribs. This continued for about an hour before he got bored, I guess. After he left me in my pool of blood I slowly stood to head up the stairs to shower. He hates me so much. I just wonder why. His beating started when I was 11, after I lost my mother to cancer. I wish she was here. She was all I had after my best friend left me. I miss him so much. I still cry thinking of how he left. Flashback: "Hunter please don't go your all I have." He just stared at me with sadness. "Kayla I have no choice. I promise one day I'll come back to you. Please don't make this hard for me" I was holding him so tight crying. "Promise me you'll never forget me." He slowly pulled away and looked me in the eyes. "I promise" he slowly pulled away leaving me crying. End of Flashback I told him everything, even about my father. When it started, he always said, "One day I'll protect you." I'll wait for him no matter how long it takes. Anyway, I'm on my way to school. I had to catch the bus. It's too cold to walk. I arrived just in time i really didn't want to go in after that beating. I was in so much pain but at least makeup covered the bruises. I walked in and went to my locker searching for my math book, then I headed to class. I headed to the back, trying not to draw attention to myself. The bell rings, the teacher walks in and tells all of us to have a seat. He continues to say Today we have a new student come in Mr. Lopez. My jaw drops it can't be. No not my Hunter. He's back, and he looks so different he has tattoos all over him and a nose piercing and a lot of muscle. I just stared. I wanted to run to him but I kept my head down. The teacher said, Go have a seat. The only seat not taken is behind me. He just walks straight pass me. I bet he didn't even remember me and here I was holding on to hope well screw this. I raised my hand and asked if I could go to the nurse. I'm not feeling well. The teacher nods then hands me the pass. I go to the bathroom first and i just cry all that waiting for him, just for him to forget me. I hate this so much. I came out, I had to re-apply the makeup that came off, then I headed to the nurse's office. "What can I do for you?" So I told her, "I'm not feeling well can I lay here for a little bit?" She nodded yes, then turned back around to doing her work. After awhile, I hear her leave. I sigh and just lay back. I woke up alone, I looked at the time and realized I'm going to be late for my next class. I decided to just skip for the rest of the day. I feel tired, and I don't want to see him. I had enough of today. I walked outside as the cold air hit my skin. I shiver, I took a deep breath and started walking. Maybe I'm overthinking he probably didn't forget me. He just couldn't talk at that moment. I knew the truth but I was in denial. How could he forget me? The person I waited for, for 5 years. Its okay. I decided to head home. My dad was probably at work. It's about a 45 minute walk home. I passed a couple of sketchy places but when I was about 20 minutes away from home, I heard a scream me being nosy. I decided to slowly follow the sound of the scream. I crept to the alleyway. I saw three men surrounding one man. He was begging for his life then his eyes connected with mine. "Please help me," everyone turned to look at me. I looked up to see his brown eyes focused on me but his eyes were so cold I didn't recognize him. I backed away slowly, then I took off.