"Come on Carson, you better hurry up putting your makeup on or we are going to be late." I said, knocking on Carson's room for the third time.The door opened suddenly, revealing Carson. "Makeup? Seriously Kitten? You're bruising my ego here."I rolled my eyes. "You must be putting on makeup to be taking so long." I turn to head downstairs. "Come on, I don't want to be late for school."Carson shook his head and followed behind me. "Man, my girlfriend is bossy." He whispered under his breath."I heard that." I said, turning around and shoving his shoulders. He raised his hands up in surrender and grinned at me.I turned back around and instantly froze in my tracks. A man was walking towards the stairs, carrying a small duffel bag. I haven't seen him before, but I could tell it was Carson's father. He was an exact replica of Carson. He must have just gotten home from his business trip.He looked up when he saw me and then he turn to Carson, his eyes narrowing. "So you're having girls s
Have you ever had that moment where you wished you had superpowers?Like if you wanted to reach school on time you'd wish you had super speed or if someone was bullying you, you'd wish you have super strength to knock them out with a single punch, or in order to avoid traffic, you'd wish you could fly...Well, I've had those moments thousands of times. Right now for instance, I was wishing that I have an invisible cloak like the one Harry Potter had. I would throw it over me and walk away, escaping the evil look of my stepfather.One minute I'm here and POOF! I will disappear in front of him. He wouldn't know what happened. He'd probably think he was losing it.But those were just wishes that would never come through. So here I was standing in front of my stepfather, who has a pissed off expression on his face.I knew that expression so well that I instantly got scared. I knew he wouldn't hit me in a public place, but what if he would? What if he decided that he didn't care anymore? W
The following Monday, my friends and I were having our lunches when Jordan and Jayden sat down at our table."Well, if it isn't double trouble." I said when they sat down with their lunch.They both grinned at me and talk at the same time. "That's us."I rolled my eyes at them and looked over their shoulder to see Michael and Carson walking towards our seat. Michael was watching a video on his phone and he was chuckling constantly."What's that you are watching?" I asked, as they both sat down."The video of the fight this morning." Michael answered not taking his eyes from the phone."What fight?" Lucas asked, lifting his eyebrows in question."There was a fight this morning." Jasmine supplied. I looked over at her and she continued. "It took place early this morning before you and Carson got here.""You should have seen it!" Jordan piped up. "Jayden and I took the video.""Who was fighting?" I asked."Hilary and Jada." Jayden said. "Best cat fight ever!"Hilary and Jada were both on
On Wednesday afternoon, Mr. Knight asked to talk to me. I took my time walking down the long winding stairs. I didn't know what he wanted to talk to me about and I was dreading the conversation. Carson who was with me, sat on the couch beside me. We were facing his father who was sitting on the recliner. Mr. Knight gave me a regretful look and clasped his hands in front of him. "I don't think it's best for you to stay here any longer." I felt my world start to crumble when he said this. I wasn't expecting this at all. Carson spoke up. "Why?" Mr. Knight looked at me as he spoke. "I don't mind you staying here, but I have to be practical. What if your stepfather go to the police and demand you come back home? The authorities will come here, because you are still under eighteen. I can't take that kind of publicity." Mr. Knight did not know what used to happen at my house. He didn't know that my stepfather abuses me. He only knew that I was having some issues with my stepfather and I c
I woke up in the middle of the night twisting and turning violently. I was sweating profusely and trembling from the terrible nightmare I just had. I knew it was brought on by the prospect of going home to my stepfather.The nightmare was so horrific, vivid and real. I was back home and my stepfather was his usual self. Drunk and angry. I shivered and pulled my blanket up to my chin as I recalled the look in his eyes as he did his worst to me. I felt tears stream down my face as flashes of the dream came back to me. Even though I have woken up, it was like I was still half asleep, because the dream was still in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about what took place.I heard the room door being opened slowly and my eyes shifted to the door. Still in a daze from my dream, I didn't remember where I was. I shrunk back on the bed and shake my head in fear. "Pl-please, please d-don't h-hurt me." I tried to get out as my voice shook."Kayla?" I heard a soft voice say, but my frazzled mind c
"Where's Kevin?" I asked Jasmine as I sat down with her in French class. Kevin had French with us, but I haven't seen him since morning. "He's not here. Today is the band club's trip, remember?" She asked."Oh yeah." I said, nodding my head. I had forgotten that Kevin and the rest of his band club mates were going on a trip today."So how's it going at Carson's house?" Jasmine asked as she take out her books and pen for class.I sigh. "It was going great, but yesterday Mr. Knight told me that I can't stay there any longer." I related.She frowned and her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why not?" She asked."He's afraid that my stepfather will file a report and the police would come down on him, tarnishing his reputation." I explained."Oh wow. I'm really sorry." She said, looking at me regretfully. She then turned towards me fully and look at me seriously. "So, aren't you going to report him to the police? They can do something about it. I'm sure they will." "I've thought about it
Carson's POVToday was Friday and I was at the gym with my friends. I didn't have any fight match today. I didn't have any for the past weeks, because of the championships that was coming up.The championship is the final match for the season and it was next week Saturday. I've done nothing, but prepare for it as the date drew near. The money that you get at a championship match is triple what you get if you win a regular match. That money could pay my college fund; I was really counting on it.I had just finished with my regular routine of workout and I was now throwing punches and kicks at the burgundy square pad that Michael was holding up. The twins sat on the bench in the gym, goofing off or throwing comments at us now and then."So, you think you are ready for the championships?" Michael asked as I continued to throw punch after punch. Michael planted his feet firmly on the ground because of the force of my punches."Yeah," I said, then send out a punch with my right hand. "This
Kayla's POVSomeone was shaking me and whispering my name. I turned on my other side, trying to ignore the voice that was disturbing my sleep. However, the person kept shaking me and I groaned in frustration. What does a person have to do to get some sleep around here?Finally, the hands stop shaking me and I hear footsteps moving away from the bed. I was just slipping off into sleep again, when I heard a voice speak loudly. "Kayla, get your ass out of bed this minute or I won't hesitate to dunk you with water!" I heard my so-called best friend shout.I sprang up from the bed so fast, that I got tangled in the blanket around me. I turned around to my side to get loose and fell flat on the floor. I was in a mess of blanket, pillows and duvet.As my brain tried to focus, I heard a loud outburst of laughter. I tried to get up from the floor, while I glared at Jasmine. She was laughing so hard, that she was now wheezing.When I was on my two feet, I throw the pillows and blanket back on t