I awake the next morning to the sound of my bedroom creaking open and the sound of footsteps coming towards my bed. Oh shit! I guess it's my uncle coming into give me a 'wake up call'!
"Get up NOW!" he yelled.
I open my eyes and begin to get out of bed, but he grabs me by the hair and pulls me out of my bed making me land on the floor with a loud thud. My body throbs with pain and I try to hold back the tears that are filling up in my eyes. Just when I thought that he was going to kick me, I hear him walk out of my room and slams my door shut. Thank god! Slowly, I get up off the floor but my side’s hurt so bad from getting pulled out of my bed, so I just collapse back on the floor, even though lying down doesn't really stop the pain. God, what time is it anyway? I reach up onto my nightstand and grab my phone to see that I didn't hang up with Harry last night!
"Hello?" I said as I put my phone to my ear.
"Morning!" he replied, cheerfully.
I guess he didn't hear what my uncle said, thank god.
"Ummm, I don't remember you calling this morning," he continued.
"You didn't. We must have fallen asleep during our conversation last night," I said.
"I guess we did," he sighed. "Louis asked me if I wanted to come with him and Becky to the mall later, so I was wondering if you wanted to tag along,"
"Yeah. I'll see you guys there then,"
"Okay. Bye," he said and we hang up.
Just as I hung up, I look at the time to see that's it's only 9:30. Why is my uncle waking me up now? I don't have to go back to school in a couple days. Thankfully I won't have to deal with my uncle during the day when I'm at school. Only when I get home which I hope nothing happens. Suddenly, I hear my door open again and I look up to find my uncle standing there with a pissed off look on his face. Oh shit!
"I said get up, damn it!" he shouted and grabs my arm and drags me out into the hallway.
I feel the carpet rubbing against my back, causing rug burns all over. I close my eyes from the pain as tears begin to fill up in my eyes. How long do I have to suffer with this abuse? It's been months and no one knows about this still.
"I have to leave for work. And you better get ready! You wouldn't want the same thing to happen like last week would you?"
I keep my eyes closed and continue to lay there waiting for him to hurt me even more like he always does but he doesn't do anything. I guess its because he's almost late for work so he's not going to do anything, thank god.
"WOULD YOU?" he repeated.
I quickly shake my head. I seriously do not want to go back to last week. I accidentally woke him up and he pushed me down the basement stairs again, and he kicked me into the stomach until I coughed up blood. All because I woke him up! Nothing new but it happens constantly that I just want to tell someone but I can't. It's just going to make things worse.
"Good," he mumbled and I hear go downstairs and once I hear the front door slam shut, I sigh with relief and lay on the floor until the pain goes away.
Then, I slowly get up off the floor and limp into my room. Almost all of pain is gone except I can feel my back burning from the rug burn. I walk into the bathroom and go into the cabinet to get some cream for my rug burns because they're starting to bleed a little now. After I put the cream on my burns, I take a quick shower and then once I finished I walk back in my bedroom to get dressed. Since I have bruises all over my arms, I put on a long sleeve shirt and skinny jeans. Nothing fancy. Then, I go back into the bathroom and dry my hair and put on some makeup.
Once I finished, I check the time and realize that it's 11:30 AM. I should get going. Louis, Harry, and Becky are probably at the mall now. I quickly go down the stairs and grab my keys in the kitchen before walking out the door. I usually eat breakfast but I really don't have an appetite today. There is still snow on he ground but the roads are not as icy as they were yesterday. Now I can finally drive without worrying about getting into an accident. I get to the mall around noon and just as I was about to go inside, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. While walking inside, I take it out of my pocket to see that Harry texted me.
We're in the food court
Okay be there shortly
I put my phone back in my pocket and continue walking through the mall. I get to the food court and I find Harry, Louis, and Becky sitting at the table along with Bailey and Lauren. Harry didn't tell me Lauren and Bailey were coming. I guess Becky invited them at the last minute.
"Hey guys," I said as I sit down next to Harry at the table.
"Hey Alaina," they said in unison.
I take off my coat and hang it behind my chair before pushing it in. Every one has food, except me. I still have no appetite. While everyone eats and talks about school I just sit there and listen. Then, I feel Harry's hand on my knee and look up at him to see that he has a worried expression on his face.
"You okay?" he asked.
What do you think Harry? Of course I'm not okay! After Thanksgiving break, my grades started dropping, and my uncle abuses me everyday and I can't tell anyone or else I'll be in the hospital or worse.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I sighed.
"You sure? You're not acting like yourself today," Lauren asked.
"I'm fine. Honest," I replied, lying again.
I feel Harry rub my knee and then goes back to eating his chicken fingers and fries. He's such a child!
"Kendall! Over here!" Becky called while waving a girl over.
I turn around and I find a girl who is tall with long straight brown hair come walking over. Becky pulls a chair out for her and then she sits down.
"Guys, this is Kendall, she's new," Becky said as she sits down.
I look over at Harry and I see that his eyes are glued onto Kendall. He's not eating anymore he's just staring. Suddenly, jealously starts to sweep over me and I look over at her quickly. I guess it's easy to realize that he likes her. I mean, who could blame her? She's gorgeous! Way prettier than me, except I have bigger boobs. She looks over at Harry and gives him a flirty smile and then she looks over at me before giving me an evil look. Really? If she keeps this up, she and I are going to have problems!
We end up hanging out at the mall almost the entire day. We saw a movie after lunch and then we just walked around. The whole time, Kendall wouldn't stop flirting with Harry but he didn't seem to mind it. He just kept flirting back like it was no big deal. I had to hide my jealously and anger because Kendall was giving me evil glares every now and again while she flirted with him. I was so happy when she finally left. I thought she was never going to leave because she's already so attached to Harry.
Before the rest of us started to leave the mall, Harry invited me over his house but I politely declined. I may always go over his house but tonight I'm not in the mood. It's not because of Kendall, it's because I just want to be in my own bed tonight even though I'm not safe at all. By the time I arrived home, I notice that my mom isn't home. Shit! Now what? That means I have to be careful when I go inside. Whenever my mom is home, nothing happens and once she leaves, my uncle literally would beat me until he hurt me enough.
I'm just so scared to go inside. My uncle could be asleep on the couch and I'm so scared that I might wake him again like I did last night. I quietly walk in the house and see that the lights in the house are off. I tiptoe in the living room and I see that TV is off and it's dark but I can hear snoring. Okay, I can do this. I can go up the stairs without waking him this time.
I slowly and quietly go up the stairs, making sure they don't creak, and quickly go into my bedroom. Then, BAM! Shit! Shit! Why did I slam my door? Suddenly I hear the sound of footsteps come stomping up the stairs. Before I had the chance to run, my door opens and my uncle comes into the room looking pissed off again. Where's my mom when I need her?
"I-I-I’m sorry Uncle Jamie.... I-I-I didn't mean to-"
Then he comes closer and pushes me making me hit my head against the edge of my windowsill. I try to not cry out in pain even though it hurts like shit. Before I was able to get up, he comes over, wraps his hand on my neck and squeezes it and pins me against the wall, making my head slam really hard against the wall.
"I told you to never wake me up again!" he shouted.
I try to breathe but I can't! His grasp is hard tight! I start gagging uncontrollably and I feel myself beginning to lose strength. No! No! No! He would do this. I'm beginning to see darkness. Nothing but darkness. I try to fight the urge but it's too much. I'm not strong enough. Just when I was about to give in, he lets go and I collapse onto the floor gasping for air. I can feel my strength start to come back again. My neck hurts and I can feel it throbbing from how tight his had was wrapped around it. When I caught my breath, I stand up and go over to the mirror to see my neck is red with his fingermarks on it.
Another thing to hide tomorrow. I feel the back of my head and notice that there's blood from when I hit my head against the windowsill. I quickly go into the bathroom and hold a wet cloth on it until it stopped bleeding. Seriously, why does my uncle have to live here? He may not have his house anymore but still. Why couldn't he just find another place to live and not here? He's been living here since I was 14, which means he's been living here for 2 years. He wasn't always the brightest person, he never really cared about me. He would brush me aside or ignore me but once he moved in here, that's when things got bad.
My uncle was never a good person. He quit school when he was 15, did drugs, and got married to a 17 year old girl when he was 22. He abused her and got her pregnant when she was barely 18 but she aborted it and divorced him after that. He never saw her again, she probably found someone else who made her happy. I sigh and decide to change for bed since I have nothing else to do. Then I got into bed and just as I pull the covers over me, my phone starts ringing. I pick it up off my nightstand to see that its Harry. Not surprised. No one else calls me anyway, except for my mom, Anne, Gemma, Lauren, Bailey, and Becky and sometimes Louis or Niall, so I shouldn't be surprised.
"Hey," I answered.
"Hey Lainey. You okay?" he asked.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.
He's still on this. He's asked me all day at the mall if I was okay, but obviously I'm not okay. He doesn't even know what's going on with me. I want to tell him but at the same time I don't even want to. He's going to get hurt if he tells someone because my uncle knows everything.
"You sure? You don't sound like yourself," he said.
"I'm fine, alright!" I replied sharply.
"Okay, fine. I'll back off," he sighed.
Oh no! I think I upset him. Every time I upset him I start to feel so bad. It's heartbreaking when Harry is sad and now I feel like a terrible person. I know he's my best friend and he likes to look out for me.
"I'm sorry Harry. I didn't mean to upset you," I said.
"No, it's fine," he replied.
"I'll let you go if you want. I'll talk to you tomorrow," he continued.
"Okay bye," I said and we hang up.
This is so weird. Our phone conversations always last longer. But now that I'm starting to get stressed out from all the abuse, I guess I feel like we're slowly starting to drift a little. I sigh again then lay down in my bed until I fall asleep. Only a couple more days until winter break is over.