TW-ABUSE
Amelia Cruz did not sleep a wink that night. She tossed and turned trying to get Charlie out of her mind. She knew Charlie was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. She's read her file she knows how she can go from 0-100 in seconds. And knows how careless and reckless she is.
Her alarm was about to go off but Amelia turned it off before it go off. She got out of bed looked down and smiled at her sleeping wife. She kissed her for head then started getting ready for work. 'Please be in today Charlie' Amelia said to herself as she pulled up to the schools parking lot.
She walked into her classroom to find Mrs Evan's already there. 'Everything ok?' Amelia asked. 'No Charlie never misses an art lesson, has she been here?' Mrs Evan's asked clear concern in her voice. 'No, I haven't seen her since two days ago I'm afraid' 'ok well if your hear anything please let me know', she practically begged me 'of course I will' I smiled knowing it was fake. Knowing all I wanted to do was find out if Charlie was ok but I couldn't. I was stuck here.
Another day no Charlie. That's 2 days she's missed. Even Jay was starting to look a-bit down because of it. He wasn't his usual bubbly self. Amelia felt bad for him knowing how close Charlie and he was, and she knew he probably felt worse than what she did. Not knowing where your best friend is at physically and mentally.
Charlie woke up from her slumber, she didn't realise how long she had passed out for until she looked at her phone. "Shit I've missed basically a day' she groaned getting up, going down to the kitchen to get some water as her mouth was really dry from all the drugs.
'Aren't you meant to be in school' johns voice boomed through the kitchen. Charlie winced and held her head as she turned around to face him. 'Wow what a fucking state, how you're not in jail yet will always baffle me Charlie. Your so careless with your life it's unbelievable. Charlie didn't react. She stood there balling her hands into fists and trying to calm her breathing so she doesn't lash out and make things worse. 'Got nothing to say' John says tauntingly as he takes a step closer to Charlie. 'Fuck off' Charlie spits. But as soon as the words came out of her mouth she regretted it. In one swift move she was on the floor, John kicking her anywhere he could. She laid there on the floor taking the beating knowing there's nothing she can do.
She felt her rib crack, her head was bleeding and her lip was busted again. Once John had stopped he just looked at her in disgust and walked away. Charlie laid on the floor for about 10 minutes before getting up and making her way to her room to sort out the injuries.