Enchanted
Nervous. One word that summed up my whole childhood. I was nervous at school, because i wasn't sure if my friends were going to be nice to me that day or not. I was nervous at school also because my grades sucked and i was constantly yelled at. i hated when people looked at me so that made me nervous too.
I was nervous at home because i wasn't sure if my dad was going to beat me that night or not. He beat my brother, Sam, more than me though. My mom wouldnt do anything either or she'd get beat up. I dont know why she stayed with him looking back at it now. She could've taken Sam and i out of there sooner, but no.
Whenever my dad would hit me, Sam would tell him to stop and he did stop hitting me. but he hit Sam instead and it was hard to watch him bleed for me like that. We would cry and cry and finally my dad would stop. He would just freeze and let go of us. Then Sam and i would go up in our rooms, but i would always end up in his room. He was the best older brother ever.
My life was basically Getting up at 7 a.m., getting ready for school, getting yelled at, getting bad grades, getting bullied, then coming home to get abused. Of course i had phsycological issues. I would barely speak, until i turned 13, exactly on my birthday, April 20, when i met the boy that saved me.
His name was Jerrod. He was 14, an 8th grader. I was only a 7th grader, so it was weird that he would talk to me.He was popular but not the jerky popular. he was popular because he was nice to everyone and that got him friends. He was also very good at football and handsome if i had to say so myself. He saved me. Jerrod saved me.
April, 20
I woke up that morning. My birthday. My 13 birthday. No one remembered. Not even my brother or mom. I didn't bother to remind them either because i knew they wouldn't care. I got ready for school like any other morning. When i got to school, everything was calm and normal.
I had 4 classes in the morning. After math, my second class, i opened my locker and a note fell on the floor. i opened it. it said :
Bella, meet me in the gym after school.
~Jerrod
"Who the f*ck is Jerrod" i thought. "and its Isabella to you Jerrod." but whatever. maybe he was what i needed. maybe he could be my friend.