Outcast (Marcel)

Marcel is the school nerd. Katie is the school 'it girl'. What happens when these two worlds collide.. And one of them has a secret nobody can know about...?

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5. Chapter Five.

Katie's POV

 

I tighten my jacket around me as if it would give me a little more defence. I sneak upstairs, holding my breath in attempt to be quiet. Creak. Crap, I'm dead.

 

 “Where do you think you're going?” My fathers angry voice fills my ears and I'm grabbed by the sleeve, being dragged down stairs.

 

 “I was at a tutoring lesson.” I whimpered, being pushed against the wall. My fathers face scrunched in disgust as he scanned over my face.

 

 “I don't care where you were.” He spat, slapping me across the face. I clutched the spot in shock, tears slipping from my eyes and staining my skin.

 

 “D–Don't hurt me,” I begged, trembling under his touch. My father laughed, not from humour but from how pathetic I sounded.

 

 “Just go upstairs, you fat, worthless bitch.” He growled, punching me one last time then leaving. I struggled to get up the stairs, grabbing the railing for an inch of support. I shivered, letting my father's mean words fill my head. The only thing that's worse than being called mean words, is believing them. 

 

 I reluctantly trudged into my bathroom, grabbing my toothbrush and shoving it down my throat. I kneeled over the toilet, barfing out my lunch into it. I grabbed my scales, taking off my shoes and stepping on.

 

 38 kilograms.

 

 I'm too fat. That's why he hates me. I smiled a lopsided grin as my worries washed away. I had only recently resolved to cutting and had already become addicted. It helped me take away the pain.

 

 1 slash. Too fat.

 

 2 slashes. Too ugly.

 

 3 slashes. Bitch.

 

 4 slashes. Worthless.

 

 5 slashes. Go die.

 

 6 slashes– For being me.

 

 “Hey beautiful.” I hung up the phone immediately. I don't want to hear anymore lies. I'm not worth lying too. Why do people provide me with false information? I know I'm not beautiful, so stop telling me.

 

 I'm just me. The girl everyone wants to be, the girl who wants to be someone else. Just for a day, just to see what it's like to be loved.

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