My Life Is Not A Test

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Summary

Life didn't used to be so bad. I remember when I usedto be so happy that I smiled even in my sleep. That all changed when my dad found a new group of friends. Friends that taught him of alcoholism and the effects of drug addiction. Now all he does is get drunk and high. I don't think he realizes how wrong things have gotten because he is not himself anymore. He doesn't understand how it effects my mom and I when he hits us and yells at us. All I have is my mom and school, but I have no confidence to talk to anybody at school. If they find out about my dad, they will take me away and I will lose my mom. Courtney and her mother Tammi are abused mentally and physically by Courtney's dad. One day during a rain storm, Courtney's concealer washes off of her face on the way to school and a certain "bad" boy takes notice. What happens when he won't just let it go? Will she befriend him and open up or will she continue to be alone? Read to find out!

Status:
Ongoing
Chapters:
8
Rating:
4.0 1 review
Age Rating:
16+

Chapter 1

Life didn't used to be so bad. I remember when I usedto be so happy that I smiled even in my sleep. That all changed when my dad found a new group of friends. Friends that taught him of alcoholism and the effects of drug addiction. Now all he does is get drunk and high. I don't think he realizes his wrong things have gotten because he is not himself anymore. He doesn't understand how it effects my mom and I when he hits us and yells at us. All I have is my mom and school, but I have no confidence to talk to anybody at school. If they find out about my dad, they will take me away and I will lose my mom.

Courtney and her mother Tammi are abused mentally and physically by Courtney's dad. One day during a rain storm, Courtney's concealer washes off of her face on the way to school and a certain "bad" boy takes notice. What happens when he won't just let it go? Will she befriend him and open up or will she continue to be alone? Read to find out!


I woke up to the sound of my father shouting and my mother crying. I sat up in my bed and grabbed a sweater from the night stand next to my bed. I winced at the pain that I felt in my shoulder from where my dad hit me last night. I then stood up, listening to my hip pop as I moved it into its correct position.

I pulled my shirt off and stared at my torso in the cracked mirror that I have in my walk in closet sized room. All I could see in my reflection were scars and the yellow, green, purple, and blue colors of the bruises that littered my skin. I sighed and used my good arm to pull the long sleeved sweater over my body to cover all of the marks.

Just then, I heard the crack of thunder and the sound of millions if rain drops land on the roof of my dads house. I learned in the beginning of his stages in addiction that nothing is mine. Not even my life. He made me and helped purchase everything in this house, giving him full controls and making everything his.

I grabbed my tube of concealer and squirted the last of it into my hand, then threw the empty bottle in the garbage can. I rubbed the skin colored goo into my face to hide the big purple bruise that covered the majority of my cheek and the large and jagged cut that I had over my forehead. After I was finished, I looked in the mirror to make sure that the marks were well enough hidden and, happy with the results, left the room and made my way to to the coat closet to grab my school bag.

I looked back and forth to make sure that my dad wasn't in the hall before I grabbed my bag and made my way towards the front door. Just as I was about to open the door, I felt a large hand on my shoulder that was hurt. Knowing exactly who it was, my whole body tensed and got ready for the worst possible scenario. "Where do you think you are going, bitch?" Not being able to help it, my body started to visibly shake and I responded with a chattering "Only to school, father."

He seemed happy enough with my response before shoving me back against the door, causing me to hit my head. "You had better be home before your idiot of a mother starts dinner." I nodded my head quickly before opening the door and taking off into the rain. I wasn't worried about the prospect of getting wet, to ready to get away from the house.

I booked it for school, trying to get there as fast as possible. After running the mile and a half to school with only 20 minutes before class started, I made my way to my locker to get my US history book. I had just made it to my locker and was working on opening the door when I fell to.the side after being bumped into by the class jerk. He has no feelings and cares for no one except for himself.

"Would you please watch where you're-" he started with his sarcastic response, making it seem like I was the one that ran into him?!?! "What happened to your face?!" Oh wonderful. Being mean to me and then making fun of the way my face looked? I didn't even grace him with a response as I rolled my eyes and started to leave my locker. The book was not that important to me, I would just share with someone or borrow one from the teacher.

I had almost passed him when he wrapped his hand around my upper arm and pulled me back to him, hurting my shoulder worse than it already was. I couldn't help the strangled "ow!" That made its way out of my mouth and grit my teeth at the sudden pain. He immediately loosened his grip on my arm and traced the cut on my forehead then grabbed my chin and moved my head to the side to look at where my bruise would be. I came to the conclusion that my concealer had come off in the rain and struggled to get away from him.

"Let me go!" I shouted, almost writhing in his arms to make him let go of me. I kicked him in the shins as a last resort and scared him enough that he let me go and stepped away from me to grab his injured leg. Not giving him a moment to recover and grab me again, I took off down the hallway and locked myself in the bathroom.
I looked at my face in the mirror to see how bad my face was and was shocked to see how much of the concealer actually came off. My cut had no concealer and my cheek wasn't much better. I sighed in defeat, seeing as I was out of concealer, I would just have to keep my head down for today. "Fuck me sideways..." I muttered to myself before sighing in defeat and opening the door to go to class.

It was going to be one long day...
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