Family "Bonding"
My alarm rang at 6 am. I was immediately up and out of bed. No hesitation, ever, in this house.
"Not fast enough." Thats all i can ever think about in this house. I got a shower and got dressed in under 8 minutes. Personal best but still not fast enough. Skip brealfast but i still can't leave fast enough.
My backpack has been packed since I left school yesterday afternoon and I still can't pick it up and walk out of my room with it anywhere near as fast as I wished.
The second my hand touches the granola bar, I hear it. My mother's screams and stomps coming toward me. Fast. I don't make it to the door before she catches my arm. "I didn't make it" I think, knowing I'm not going to school today. I drop my backpack and brace for the first impact.
Right on time, I hear it before I even feel it. The sharp crack of her fist against my eye. The second impact follows closely, a shove into the wall that knocks the wind out of me. She grabs a fistful of my elbow length hair and drags me into my room, and i hear the click of the lock.
Of course my useless stepdad is nowhere to be found while my mom terrorizes me.
"Only 1 more year" I remind myself throughout that night. I turn 18 in 1 year exactly. A lot can happen in 1 year though.
At 2 a.m. I realise my door is now unlocked. I sneak into the bathroom, the only mirror in the entire house. The first thing I can see is a solid black eye. "Nice hit" i think while worryijg about how to hide this at school tomorrow.
I don't sleep at all and I don't even risk turning my alarm on again. I think that's how she knew to catch me yesterday. Ive got all the bruises on my face, arms, and anywhere noticeable covered completely along with the marks covered by my clothes.
"Wish me luck." I think as I start my day at 5: 30 instead of 6.
