Chapter 3 Whenever Trevor leaves for work early , my morning starts off amazing . I wake up without feeling like I need to watch over my shoulder . I don't have to walk on tip - toes or silently wish he doesn't hurt me right before college . This morning I take my time getting ready with a faint smile on my lips . 88 I often wonder when I'm smiling whether I'm allowed to with the thoughts swirling round in my head . How can I appear happy when in reality I'm miserable ? I've always prided myself in my smile being the only thing Trevor cannot take away from me and despite the hell inside my mind , that won't change . This particular morning , my smile doesn't last long . I glance around the kitchen , letting out a small sigh . The stench in here is almost unbearable and I try to ignore the rubbish littering the floors . " This whole place is a damn mess , " I mutter , clearing a section of the table so I can sit down with my cereal . The rest of the house besides from my room mirrored each other , filthy and cluttered . It wasn't always like this ... Dad and Mum were so house proud until he died and everything went downhill . I am mid - way through crunching down on my golden balls cereal when Mum enters the kitchen . I glance at her from the corner of my eye , my shoulders automatically tensing in her presence . She takes a seat beside me , oblivious to the rubbish surrounding her . Trevor must have definitely burned eighty percent of her brain cells ... " What do you want ? " I ask her abruptly , my tone hostile . Mum lets out a sigh and I feel her burning stare seep it's way into my face . " Emily , don't speak to me like that . " " Do you not like it ? Yeah neither do I when Trevor's laying into me . " I mutter sarcastically , my words dripping with hate for her . She doesn't deserve a chance to speak to me , I've given her too many . There comes a point in your life when you forgive multiple times because you care for someone but eventually you have to let go because they keep shitting all over your chances . Mum clears her throat , acting completely oblivious to my anger and resentment towards her . I breathe calmly through my nose before taking another bite of my cereal . I just want to eat my breakfast in peace . " I tell her , hoping she'll stand up and leave me alone . ' Your Aunt Mandy has invited us to her wedding . It's on Saturday and we're going whether you like it or not . " I practically deep throat my cereal and begin sputtering milk and half eaten cereal everywhere . The place is a mess so it doesn't really make much difference ... " What ? " I ask in surprise , wiping my mouth with the back of my hand . I notice a new expensive looking watch perched onto her wrist - courtesy of Trevor , no doubt . - Aunt Mandy is my Mum's older sister who I haven't seen for ten years since my fathers funeral . From what I remember , she's a big woman with dark crazy hair who has a tendency to scream instead of talk . As far as I know , Mum hasn't spoken to her in nine years either . She's probably on her fifth husband by now but that doesn't surprise me . Mandy goes through men like running tap water . " Yes she wants to make amends with us and has invited us all to her wedding . Trevor is more than happy to go so I don't see what the problem is . " 1/4 9:00 Tue , Oct 14 Chapter 3 Her face practically glows when she speaks about Trevor . Why is she so blind ? พร 88 Can she not see the bruise under my eyes or my red scalp ? Or hear my cries for Trevor to stop ? I'm not going . There is no way in hell I am playing happy families with you and Trevor . " I spit out furiously , shaking my head in disbelief . Mum sighs and stands up , scraping the chair back against the tiled floor . She silently places money on the table in front of me . Buy yourself something nice for the wedding . " I'm - not - going - Mum ! " I hiss , the grip on my spoon tightening so hard it's beginning to bend . At this rate , my precious Golden balls will never get eaten . Mum takes a step back and begins moving dishes around , attempting to tidy up . I stand up , ready to leave . Before I go I hear her mumble under her breath ... " Trevor will make you so you're coming . " I freeze in my tracks and turn around to look at her . She's hiding behind her hair , avoiding eye contact with me . My heart begins to thump hard against my chest and I frown in confusion , unable to believe her words . She's fully aware of the consequences if I disagree . She knows Trevor will hit me and she's threatening me with him ? Fresh tears sting my eyes but I refuse to let them drop . I hate her . She can't even look her own daughter in the eyes as she threatens to have me beaten if I disagree . I grab the money off the table and slam the kitchen door , running out of the house . I need to put space between us before I go crazy . I can't concentrate at all in class . Every time I try to my mind wanders over to the conversation this morning . Mum's threatening words constantly ring through my ears ... Trevor will make you . I feel physically sick knowing my own mother knows exactly what Trevor does to me but never stops him . The thought alone is enough to cause my stomach to stir , bringing up the contents of my breakfast . " Emily Wentworth ! " A voice booms my name , snapping me out of my daze . My eyes meet with a frustrated set that belong to Mrs Wilkins . ' Yes ? ' ' Do you know the answer ? Mrs Wilkins asks me , her voice full of irritation . " No , sorry . " I sigh , my cheeks heating up as the entire class turn to look at me . " That's the third time today you haven't been paying attention Emily . See me after class please . " Mrs Wilkins says sternly , turning back towards the board . 2/4 9:00 Tue , Oct 14 Chapter 3 I merely nod and lower myself further into my chair , making myself as small as possible . This day has just gone from bad to worse . After continuously re - assuring Mrs Wilkins I'm fine and nothing is distracting me , she lets me leave . Teachers are so oblivious sometimes . 88 I grab my bag and swing it over my shoulder , making my way towards the exit . I'm so focused on rushing straight out of her class that I'm not looking where I'm going and slap hard into someone's chest . I bounce backwards from the hit and groan quietly as pain flares up my body from my earlier beatings . I feel my body falling backwards , too weak to steady myself . I prepare myself for a hard landing on the floor but it never happens . A warm hand is slid around my waist , the arm tightening around me securely . I feel myself being pulled back up onto my feet and I open my eyes in surprise - " Thank you , I * my words are cut short as my eyes connect with Jake Melvin . I instantly feel the breath knock out of me , the cold in his eyes darkening further . " Sorry Jake , " I mumble , feeling my throat tighten . I look away from his intense gaze , not quite able to have another stare off with him . I notice his arm is still holding my waist so I clear my throat , a red blush creeping up my neck . His eyes flicker between both of mine before he drops his arm back to his side and takes a step back . The entire time he remains silent . His outfit consists of a plain white shirt followed by jet black jeans . Casual and plain but on him , it works . The shirt clings tightly on his arms that are muscly and defined , the boy clearly works out . I flinch as I inspect them , knowing how hard the impact would feel if he hit me . I can't help myself , I'm always on edge . " Watch where you're going next time , " Jake mutters quietly , turning his back on me . I frown at his words , narrowing my eyes . At least I apologised ! " I stare up at him just as fiercely , watching his body still before he does a slow turn . Holy crap , he's turning back around . His eyes flash with an emotion I don't recognise . It doesn't last long as it's quickly masked over with his usual cold hard stare . He chuckles quietly , taking a step towards me so that my back presses against the wall . I gulp nervously , glancing down the hallway for any sign of help . No Juck . I watch in fear as Jake raises his arms , a smirk playing on his lips . He places them on either side of my head , caging me between him . I can feel his body inches away from me and my throat dries up considerably . The scent of soap and musk mixed in with the faint smell of cigarette smoke ravels around me , I scrunch my nose up " Jake , move . I can smell smoke on you . It's gross . " Seriously Emily , why are you speaking to him like this ? I'm dead . Officially dead . 3/4 9:00 Tue , Oct 14 Chapter 3 Someone please play Shawn Mendes at my funeral . Jake scoffs , his lips twitching up into a smirk . " So you're feisty , huh Muffin ? " He stares straight into my eyes , the blue in them glinting with humour . My own widen in confusion and I frown back at him Muffin ? What the fudge ? ล (8 ) 88 " Don't call me that , my name is Emily . " I narrow my eyes and try to keep my voice confident but he senses the insecurity behind it . I can tell because the glint in his eyes deepen and I know he's enjoying watching me squirm . " Okay Muffin . " The corner of his mouth tugs upwards into an amused smirk . I huff unhappily and shove at his chest which causes no movement in him whatsoever . Is the boy made entirely of lean muscle ? His arm suddenly moves taking me by surprise so I bring my hands up to protect my head . It's a subconscious action I do from living with Trevor . I always figure if I protect my head as soon as I can , it would cause less damage once Trevor is done with me . I close my eyes and wait for the blow but moments pass and I don't feel any pain . " Emily ? " Jake asks uneasily , prying my hands away from my face . I look up at him like a timid child , watching as his eyes flash with concern and confusion . Oh god , what have I just done ? I grab my bag which has fallen to the floor and run down the corridor as fast as I can go , my trainers slapping against the tiled floor . I glance over my shoulder to see Jake stood there silently , watching me leave with a blank unreadable expression . My heart begins beating wildly and I silently wish he wouldn't put the clues together . I need to keep my home troubles a secret , forever . Chapter Comments Visitor R 1 7 days ago i love that he called her muffin 12 SHARE 1 Reviews >