Her saving Grace

Chapter 10

“Shut up you hilt h. You are only getting what you deserve.” Allan growled out. finally getting back to his

old self.

Allan raised his hands which held the kettle gettin ready to throw the hot water at me. I finally reached

the entrance to the kitchen, so as he dashed the water owards me, I run from the kitchen. I felt a hot

burning sensation on my hand and I knew it caught m hand.

“You bitch! Get back here!” I heard Allan roared as I run from the house. I ran as fast as I could and I

didn’t stop. afraid he might be after me. Although. I kn w he wouldn’t risk people seeing him chasing

me.

With this knowledge in mind. I came to a halt and stop for a minute to catch my breath. I look down at

my right hand and saw that it was becoming red fast. I knew I had to hide it but I didn’t want to risk

going back home to change into a long sleeve top.

A thought struck me. I think I have a long sleeve sweater in my locker at school. I quickly hurried to

school. hoping to reach there before anyone saw me.

When I reached school, I walked quietly to my loc er and opened it. I took a big sigh of relief when 1

saw the sweater in my locker. I took it out quickly and went to the bathroom. I changed tops quickly and

went to homeroom before the bell rang.

My friends were already in homeroom when I got here. I sat beside Kevin, who was looking at me

quizzically. I returned his look with a raised eyebrow.

“Kayla, you do realize that we are still in summer, ight?” He asked. I nodded. “So why are you in a long

sleeve?” He asked.

“Because I felt like wearing it.” I replied, shruggin his comment off as if it was nothing.

“Okay then. I get you, but you must be burning up in that.” He observed.

Jasmine leaned from behind us and spoke up. “Ke in, this is Kayla here. You should learn by now

never to question her choices.” She said with a tap on Kevin’ head.

“Oh yeah. She does her own thing.” Kevin said nod mg his head in agreement.

“You got that right.” Jasmine said. I laughed, shaki g my head at them.

On Wednesday morning, I was walking to school f eling weak and sore. Every step I took, I felt pain

through my entire body. My stomach especially.

Allan had cornered me last night and given me a and beating. He was drunk and really angry. Because

of what he did, I couldn’t sleep. After he had finished tting me, I went straight to my room for the entire

night and I could not stop throwing up. He was hitting me frequently now and more harder. 1 really

don’t know how much more of it I could take.

I didn’t feel like going to school, but I really didn’t want to miss school. After dragging myself to school

for half an hour and ignoring the pain for the entire jo ney, I finally reached school. I walk inside the

building and head to homeroom, so I can sit and rest y sore body.

After roll call, Jasmine and I went to our first class of the day. As we sat at our seat in English class,

she began to tell me about Tyler. Tyler was the boy who sh went on a date with last week Wednesday. I

was surprised that she was still talking about this one. He ust be special. Normally after a week, she

would get tired with the last guy she went out with or she would realize that he was not her type.

“He was so sweet, Kayla. When I got to school this morning, he was there and offered to walk me to

homeroom.” Jasmine gushed dreamily.

“Wow, that’s great Jasmine. This is actually the first boy I hear you talk about this way.” I observed,

happy for her.

She smiled. “I did tell you that he was special.” I nodded my head at her, before crouching over as I felt

a sharp pain run through my stomach.

Jasmine furrowed her eyebrows at me and look at ime worriedly. “Kayla, are you alright?” She asked,

concern reflecting in her words.

I look at her and force a fake smile. “I’m fine. It’s just stomach pains.” I said.

“Oh, it’s your time of the month. I feel it for you. I now how you feel.” She sympathized.

I nodded my head at her comment, but I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach, that had nothing to do

with the pain. I always feel this way when I lied to her. I really do hate lying to her.

However, I didn’t have much time to think about it, because I started to feel sick again. I asked the

teacher to leave the classroom and I walk quietly to the bathroom.

I entered the bathroom and the stall just in time to throw up. After two minutes of throwing up, I left the

stall feeling slightly better. I washed up quickly and left the bathroom. Before heading back to class, I This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

leaned on the wall outside and closed my eyes to recollect myself.

“Are you okay?” I heard a voice say beside me. I opened my eyes quickly to see Carson standing

beside me, studying me.

I removed from my leaning position on the wall and regarded him. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t

you be in your class?” I asked.

“Am I ever?” Was his response. I just shook my heqd and began to walk to my class. He moved also to

catch up to me. “Wait up, you didn’t answer my questitim.” He reminded.

“I’m fine.” I said simply, hoping he would drop it.

“Are you sure? You looked a little pale back there.” He stated.

“I’m on my period. Do I have to explain further?” I, asked in a mock tone.