Broken for the night. by Mena Ashmawi (interesting books to read in english txt) 📕

Well, Hello. For the start, i won't be saying much. I will tell you a story of myself. But, to be start with, i'm going to tell you about me.

Hair= Blonde

eyes=Blue

Skin=White/a little tand.

Weight=Slim.

Tallness=Not too tall, Not too short.

Clothes=Usually Bellytop, sometimes baggy tops.

trouses=skinny jeans/skirts.

~No glasses~

~Nose peirced, Ears, top lip, belly button~

~No freckles~ 

                Now, let's get on with my story. I hope you enjoy it... Good luck :3 

-Lucy-

"MOVE OVER!" he would scream, barging straight into me. i let out a large scream of pain, my body smashing against the table before i stumbled over it, falling. Everyone laughed. 

      Why must this happen? And why is it always Me?!

"Aww, i'm sorry." jake, the boy who pushed me, said gently. He slowly reached out his hand, offering himself as he -TRIED- to help me up... Or as it seemed. Me, being dumb enough to believe it, slowly reached out. Our fingers gently touched, before he shouted "FIRECRACKER, too slow!" he gave a blow to my face, once again sending me flying. I shrieked a little in pain, the slap he gave was to hard that it was enough to make a little blood drip from both my mouth and nose, yet it wasn't that bad, since i have had worse... But no sympathy for me whatsoever, as usual. I sat there, feeling embarrassed from all the laughter and mocking, yet also from the pain i was feeling, and was unable to do anything about it. All because i was a little stupid girl. It's always funny if its got something to do with me

    Why?

He clenched his fist, leaning forward as he put his face close to mine, doing a small hiss "What? No 'thank you, sir', for knocking some sense into that stupid head of yours? Or should i say that potato you have?" he laughed a little at his own stupid -joke-. I leaned back a little, unsure weather or not i should say it. 

      -Just say it.- my mind screamed

      -Say it!- my heart pounded.

      -SAY IT!- my guts bursted. 

"No." i simply said, standing up. Everyone stopped talking and laughing, facing me and jack. "What did... you just say?" he said, giving me the //Oh your dead// Look. "I said, No." within seconds, i felt my jaw being smashed against his knuckled, tumbling to the side as the floor sat there, patiently, waiting to break against my body. I slammed against the ground, letting out an agonising scream. The mocking, the laughter, it had all stopped.            What happened to 'Lassie basher?!'

Blood squirted out of me as he started to brutally kick me in the chest. Nobody moved. "STOP!!" Nobody laughed. "PLEASE, STOP!" nobody. said. anything. "AARRGGHHH!!" i kept screaming in pain, tears streaming down my face. He kept hitting my ribs mercilessly, i could feel my ribs slowly penetrating against me, slowly stopping my air. A girl stepped forward, pushing him back firmly "Jack! Enough..." And to my surprise, it was his girlfriend. The one i despise most.. The one she hates. She looked at me and scoffed, but i could see in her eyes the sadness she felt for me, the sympothy. 

Slowly, everyone started to walk off as if nothing had ever happened. Finally, jake and his ~Girlfriend~ Both left. Only a bunch of girls were standing there, a little off them sniggering. Blood was dripping from my mouth and nose, forming a small waterfall. I gave a small cough, but all that escaped was more blood, making out a large wheezy breath as i gasped for the air.

One of the girls bent over, offering her hand. "Are you~" Before she could finish, one of her friends pulled her back "Eww, don't touch her! You don't want to end up like that stupid girl, do you?" It's true. I am a stupid girl. She huffed, dragging the other girl off as she walked away. The girl looked behind her, making contact with me as she mouthed 'I'm sorry..' And i slowly reached my hand out, muttering out 'Help... Me...' 

              Everything stopped. Even time. i couldn't take it anymore. I slowly curled up on the ground, sobbing. I rapidly coughed, sending out a violent sound. "When will it all end? The pain, the torturing, the brutallity, the merciless beating... The murdering of the souls." I have a gasp of the air, turning my head to the side, breathing quickly. It had to end... It just had to. My eyes slowly closed, and within only a second, i had fainted. This all had took me by shock.. By horror, By pain. It was too much for both my body and mind to handle. My mind would think to it's self...

                I hope it ends. Now. On this spot. I hope i never return. They would be happy...

                                                                   Right? 

I woke up, a soft cusion under my head. I was lying on... Some kind of bed? No... I wasn't, was i? I slowly opened my eyes, letting out a painful, yet annoyed groan. I was. I was lying in the medical room. Unfortunately, i had been there for... I looked at the clock, my eyes instantly shooting open "FIVE H-" She instantly stopped, clamping her hand around her throat as she clenched her jaw, gasping at the air. 

"Shhh.." a voice whispered, a hand getting placed against my Knee. I turned to the boy that sat at the end of the bed, my eyes widened. "Y..You brung me here..?" I couldn't believe my eyes. It.. It was mark. The most popular boy in school. "You alright?" His voice whispered once again "And yes, i did." I tried getting up, doing a small squeal "Ow.. My.. Wait.. where IS the pain coming from..." I muttered under my breath. It came from all of my body, but I couldn't figure out which exactly. I looked at him, and he slowly done a small smile "Hey. Name is Mark, as you know, right?" I went a little pink at his words and gave a small nod "Y..Yeah.."

"Uh.. Anyways, Mark, why help me... Why not be with JACK." I said his name in a little tone of disgust. After all, i should hate him, after what he done to me! He looked at me, giving a small snigger. //What the HECK is so funny?!// my mind screeched. Jake was good friends with mark.. Like, who DIDN'T know that? --I know you guys ddn't but... in general. Anyways...-- "I've always wanted to know why you hate jake so much. He messin' with your mind?" 

I gave a small hiss, muttering "Maybe because he is the one who-" Beofre i could finish, he interuptied with a harsh tone that even frightened me! "Anyways, Who done that to you? Ooh, when i find out, I'm going to hit them so hard, They're going to forget there name." Well, Uh, probably the first thing that came into your mind was -That isn't possible...- But infact, he is tough. like REALLY tough... and he can scare you so much, that would will hesitate to even walk NEXT to him. 

But oh F... Flip. now, a choice. 

1: I tell mark jake beat me up.

2: I tell him that i tripped over.

Bad (1): Jake and mark could have a fight, and if mark tells jake i told him, then lights out for me. Again.

Bad (2):  If i don't tell mark, then he finds out... He won't ever talk to me again. This might be my shot.

"N-Nobody..." I finally say, turning my head away to make sure i didn't make any contact with him. "Wow, Come on, I'm Dumb, but not THAT dumb. It's pretty obvious someone must have done this to you..."

"Your not dumb!" i turn to him, making a firm hiss. He looks at me, his eyes softening a little. "I don't want to talk about it." I mutter shyly. 

"Come on, It m-" 

"Please." I whisper, turning my head to him slowly. Oh great. Everything started to turn into a blur again. No, i wasn't getting Dizzy... But worse. I... I started to cry. RIGHT INFRONT OF MARK. He looked at me, a gentle softness in his eyes. He got a thumb, sliding it gently against my cheek. I looked at him, and just burst into tears. Oh crud. Even mark got a shock at my Hidious look...

He leaned forward, shuffling next to me "Shhh.."