Loving A Reject

This is cringy as shit but there is some stuff in here that involves self-harm, eating disorder, depression, etc.

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5. Used To It

Maddie's P.O.V

 

Michael started pulling out papers need for the project. I was so unfocused by the fact that Michael would want to be my partner, no one ever wants to be my partner. Sure enough class ended and we started packing up but before I left the class I felt a tap on my shoulder.

 

"Hey since we didn't finish our project, do you wanna work on it after school?" 

 

I stood there unsure of what to say, if we go to my house my dad could do something and if we go to his house I won't be able to bring Brady and Rose. "Ummm.... I guess we could go to my house but we would have to work outside"

 

He nodded and we headed to our lockers. He hopped in my car and we drove to pick up my siblings and the four of us started driving to my house. As we walked into the class I directed Michael to the backdoor then brought Brady and Rose up to their rooms then headed to the backyard. Michael had the work laid out already.

 

I was so grateful that we finished the project within the hour. 

 

“Since were done would you like to go watch a movie?” I asked

 

“Ya, I would love to”

 

“Okay we just have to be really quiet on the way to my room”

 

“Wait why?”

 

“Just trust me, Michael” 

 

We made it to my room without any commotion, I turned on my small tv and put on Netflix (I keep snacks in my room so I would have to leave my room much). After we finished one movie we started the next and continued this cycle for awhile.

 

The door slammed open with my drunk furious dad standing in the frame. He froze when he saw Michael sitting beside me.

 

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS BOY DOING HERE!”

 

“We were wor-” 

 

“SHUT UP AND GET HIM OUT OF HERE AND COME TO MY ROOM ONCE HE LEAVES!” My father interrupted.

 

My father stomped back to his room and waited for me. Michael stood up in confusion about to ask me what just happened but instead, I started pulling him to the door. Michael used all this weight to hold back from leaving. I was much too weak to even try to fight against him so I gave up. My breathing started to speed up at the thought of my dad hurting Michael. I felt his arms go around me 

 

“I don’t know for sure what happened back there but it’s not safe here, you need to leave”

 

“I can’t though, I have siblings and if I leave he will do the same to them”

 

“Wait has he ever done anything to Brady or Rose?”

 

I shook my head “You need to leave before something happens to you”

 

“But if I leave something will happen to you” Michael whispered as his eyes watering.

 

Now with tears dripping down my face I whisper back “I’m going to be fine, I’ve gotten used to it now”

 

“That's something that you shouldn’t be used to”

 

Michael pulled me closer to him and nuzzled his face in-between my neck and shoulder. You could easily tell that he didn’t want to leave. I lead him outside

 

I stood at the door watching the worried boy walk home. Regrettably, I walked into my father’s room ready to be beaten shitless for having another person inside the house. 

 

“WHY THE HELL DID YOU THINK IT WAS OKAY TO HAVE A GUEST IN MY HOUSE”

 

“We had to work on school stuff. I’m sorry”

 

“BULLSHIT YOUR SORRY, ALL YOU EVER DO IS MAKE MISTAKES”

 

With that I kept my mouth shut as he slapped me to the ground. He proceeded to drag me from his room to the top of the stairs. Grabbing a fist full of hair to pull me up then pushed me down the stairs. I felt pain rushing all through my body keeping me glued to the cold wooden floor. I laid there staring at the roof feeling paralyzed until the morning sun started peaking through the cracks in the blinds. At this point, I didn’t care whether I was alive or dead. Both seemed to be fine answers.

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