Opened Sores, Zarah Smith [i wanna iguana read aloud .txt] 📗

didn't give a flying fa doodle about it. Truth was he did feel bad about it, but he only wished she was never born. He would have been better off, him and his wife. He knew that Mrs. Cameron wished the same thing but didn't really know what her reasons were.

Gavin walked towards the door wondering what that noise was. He was standing there confused and seen that Alyssa looked scared. Gavin was kind of scared himself but didn't know why she wasn't panicking, he just sorta assumed she would do that much. Alyssa looked at Gavin and wondered what she should do. She needed to do something and needed to do it fast. She wasn't suppose to have anyone with her, especially if it was Gavin. Right when she heard the door slam she knew it was her father. The shattering glasses only made Alyssa certain that it was him. Alyssa heard angry footsteps slowly stomp up the stairs and knew she only had about thirty seconds to hide Gavin. "You're not suppose to be here, you have to hide!" Alyssa exclaimed softly. Gavin looked confused but was interrupted by Alyssa's pushing. She quickly pushed him into her closet, "Wait here! Be quiet, don't make a move no matter what happens!" Alyssa shoved the door shut and plopped herself onto her bed. She put her papers on her lap to make her appear busy. Her door burst open and Alyssa's heart stopped.

"Who's here?" Her father demanded. "No-No one." Alyssa's voice came out a bit hoarse and she knew her father could tell that she was frightened. The smell of Vodka filled her nose, she wished that her parents would just stop drinking, maybe they'd make smarter decisions. "Don't lie to me," Mr. Cameron spat. "There's no one here." She said after clearing her throat. Mr. Cameron was a little shocked. Alyssa barely said two words to him when he spoke to her and when she did, it was barely even a whisper. He was quite pleased. Mr. Cameron thought for a minute, deciding if he wanted to inflict some physical pain upon his only daughter. This time Mr. Cameron felt like using something more powerful than his leather belt. He looked at the side of Alyssa's bed and spotted a metal hanger on the ground. He walked over to it slowly and then picked it up. He gave Alyssa a menacing glare and she knew exactly what was bound to happen, what was about to happen in a few seconds. She stood up freezing in her spot. It was bad enough that she was going to get hit with something metal, but Gavin had to be hiding in her closet about to be a witness.

Gavin peeks through the blinds of the closet door wondering what the heck was going on out there. Why was her father carrying a metal hanger? Why did Alyssa look like she was about to burst into tears? He watched as Mr. Cameron lifted his arm up in the air with the hanger gripped tightly around his hand. Mr. Cameron whacked Alyssa across the back and Alyssa fell to the ground. Her nails dug into the tile but didn't make a dent. Her nails scratched against the marble as her dad whacked her again. The metal felt cold and rusty and it sent a greater pain dashing through her nerves. Tears slowly fell from Alyssa's eyes as she hung her head down, her hair flipped over the sides of her face. She didn't make a sound as she cried, she held in all her screams just because Gavin was watching. Gavin grew angry inside. He placed his hand on the door ready to put a stop to Alyssa's pain, but thought against it. He didn't want to do anything that would provoke her father to hit her more when he was forcibly kicked out of the house. Gavin stood there watching every hit and every tear fall onto the ground. His heart sunk while he stood there watching it and his blood boiled. A few moments later the sound of the whipping noises stopped. Mr. Cameron, satisfied, left the room smiling. He knew for a fact that there was someone there with Alyssa, or was. Either way he didn't care. He walked down the stairs and left. It was late at night and he wanted to give Alyssa some time to mourn over her pain.

As soon as Gavin heard Mr. Cameron leave the house, he left the closet. Alyssa didn't move, her fist was still clenched tightly and she closed her eyes letting her tears fall to the ground. She felt a hand wrap around her and bring her to her bed. The room was dark and she kept her head to prevent Gavin from seeing her face. Gavin didn't want to see her face because of the pain that would surely be displayed on it. Gavin knew he didn't need to say a word, nor did he want to. There wasn't a word in the world that could make this better. He held Alyssa close to him, he didn't know what to do, but he wasn't going to leave her side.

Chapter 4: What the real story is?

The halls were loud and noisy, and everyone was happy. Friends laughed, Teachers giggled, and strangers smiled. All was well except for two people; Alyssa and Gavin. After the night they had last night, they barely even spoke. Alyssa felt foolish and embarrassed, Gavin was infuriated and upset. The both of them passed through the hallways without a word and awkward glances. More than anything, Gavin wanted to know the whole story, from every last detail.

The night before, Gavin had stayed with Alyssa at risk of her father coming back home. To both of their luck, neither one of her parents came back home. Alyssa cried and cried until she couldn't cry anymore, until she cried herself to sleep. Alyssa was grateful to Gavin for staying with her, she was really happy that he did although he wouldn't be able to tell.

After school Alyssa goes to the lake and sees Gavin already sitting there. She breathed in a big breath of air and went to sit next to Gavin. She knew that she was going to have to tell him the story. It wasn't so much that she had to, it was that she needed to, she wanted to. Alyssa sat down slowly and didn't say a word. The grass was soft and had a comfortable feeling under Alyssa's bottom.

As she sat there, she looked straight ahead and out into the lake thinking about how she wanted to word what she was going to say. Gavin turned his head slightly and looked towards Alyssa. He patiently waited for her to open her mouth and speak. The longer he stared at her the more concerned he became. He knew this was going to be extremely hard but didn't know how to react to it.

"My mom was pregnant with me when she was nineteen years old." She started. "Her and my father had been dating for about a year but they weren't ready for anything like this, anything like me. While I was still in her stomach there were multiple times where she tried to kill the baby, tried to kill me before I was even born." Alyssa swallowed hard as she thought about the time her mother told this story to her. Mrs. Cameron showed no remorse, no regret as she spoke those words to her daughter. "My mother would drink and drink and drink until she would literally pass out. She even had my father try to beat her so I would die. No matter what they tried, it wouldn't work. Somehow the police found out and sent her to a hospital where she was no longer able to try and harm herself for the remainder of her pregnancy.

'They decided that for a little while they'd stop all that nonsense that they were doing and actually take care of me. But only until I was old enough to take care of myself. Once I reached that age, they did as they pleased." Her voice started to shake and a tear ran down her left cheek. "And now that the drinking has started again they beat me. He beats me. 'I like the feel,' he says. 'Your screams are the sound of my pleasure,' he says, 'Nothing brings me more joy,' he says.....
And my mom, she---she just stands there and watches. 'You're nothing to me,' They say..."

Alyssa silently cries as she stares of into the lake. Gavin turns his head to follow her gaze. He wasn't looking at anything, but his thoughts raced through his mind. Gavin, himself felt like he could just sit there and cry with her. He hated seeing her like this, it formed an extreme amount of pain in his heart and he knew that there wasn't much that he could do.

"The beatings use to be rare, they were still painful, but rare. Now it happens almost everyday. The days I don't get beat are the lucky ones, but they don't come too often..." Alyssa takes a big breath of air and clears her throat. "Everyday it's something new." For that brief moment, she sounded relaxed, like she was over it. Silence slowly flew around them. Alyssa used it as a sign as a way of saying that she refused to say anything else. There was only one thing left to say, but she knew she wasn't going to say it anytime soon. She was a little afraid of how he would react when she told him that last little detail, or in this case, the last big detail.

Gavin looked at Alyssa and knew she was done speaking. He was impressed at how she was able to act like she just hadn't been crying a few seconds ago. He could tell that Alyssa was still thinking about the whole thing, her face scrunched up and she quickly threw both hands over her face. Warm tears started flowing out of Alyssa's eyes and onto her hands. She just couldn't hold it in any longer, she couldn't hold in that pain. Gavin pulled Alyssa into his warm embrace much like he did the night before.

As she let the tears stream down her face, Alyssa felt kind of relieved that Gavin knew. Now he wouldn't be wondering all too much. It wasn't just that fact, it was the fact that she finally brought herself to tell an actual person instead of the rainbow colored walls she looked at everyday of her life.

The sun was slowly setting and all that was left to keep Alyssa warm, was the warmth of Gavin's body pressed against hers. Alyssa didn't want to go back home, and she didn't necessarily have to either. Gavin and Alyssa both laid back against the grass and Alyssa rested her head on Gavin's chest. She held on tight to Gavin's body and closed her eyes to fall asleep. Gavin heard Alyssa's breathing start to get into a steady motion. He held onto her just as she held onto him. He liked that the were able to be with each other again but he didn't like the reason why. Gavin cleared the thoughts out of his mind and thought about only being with Alyssa. That was all that mattered right now so he closed his eyes and let himself fall into a restless sleep. Everything was quite and the only two things being heard was the sound of music that the both of them made as they slept through the night. It was a perfect melody...

Chapter 5: Gone for the Weekend!

The leaves on the trees rustled softly as it blew a