It's a long walk to heaven

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5. Chapter 5

At sunrise I finally arrived back at my house. None of the lights were on, so I guess that's a good thing. I'd been walking all night trying to get out of those woods but it seemed like a never ending trail. I walked up to the front door of my small house and turned the knob slowly, then tip-toed inside. I heard my father clear his throat from behind me and I whipped around to find him standing there with his arms folded across his chest. He looked mad. And when he's mad...I get punished. "Were you out partying with friends all night?" He asked angrily. "I have no friends" I mumbled and started to head towards my room. "Not so fast!" He yelled and spun me around harshly gripped my shoulders. I groaned in pain as his grip tightened and tears threatened to fall at any second. I saw it in his eyes. The pure evil man that my father has become over the past couple years. "Dad... Please" I begged as he lifted up his hand, ready to slap me. "You get punished for doing wrong!" He screamed before throwing his fist into my cheek and knocking me to the ground. I cried in pain and lifted my hand up to touch where he had hit me. My skin was hot and frail. It burned at the touch so I moved my hand away quickly. Waterfalls of tears ran down my cheeks. "Suck it up! You deserve this!" he screamed before stomping out of the room. I lifted my head up from lying on the hard wooden floors and watched as my mom approached me. "Mom... Please don't--" she cut me of kicking my side, causing me to screech in pain.
Luckily it was a Saturday so I don't have to go to school in this condition, though things like this happen daily. I can't take this. Numerous beatings and punishments for reasons that make no sense at all. You see, THIS is why I want to give up. I can't live life like this anymore! Something must change! I'm just about ready to give up. I would miss Jacob though. He is the one reason I haven't given up. I couldn't do that to him. I love him too much to just forget. To leave him here, knowing that he could of saved me. Something.Anything.I need things to change. Something must change for the sake of my life. For the good of me living in this world. There is no good in that, though. Nobody wants me here, so why don't I leave? I should. It's my only choice. It's the only way to lift these heavy weights off my shoulders and to stop the pain.
"Skyler! Get in here!" I heard my mother scream. It was already noon and I have been laying in bed all day. I walked into the family room and looked at her. She was sitting on the couch and looked upset. "Yes?" I asked politely. "Your father and I will be gone today. We don't trust you alone in the house, go to a friends house" she said. "I have no friends" I signed. "Go to the library" she stated and got up walking over to the door. She opened it and gestured outside. "Go on..." She said and I walked out. The door slammed shut as soon as I stepped foot outside and the cold air surrounded me. I was wearing my regular attire, skinny jeans, a hoodie, and Uggs. My hair fell loosely over my shoulders, tangle free. It is stick straight and I hardly have to brush it. My hair is a long and silky brown color. I hardly wear any make-up too. Only a little bit of mascara and some light pink lip gloss. I guess I should wear foundation to cover up my scars but it never comes to mind when I'm at the drug store. I put my hood up and eased my hands into my pockets, then started my long walk to the library.
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