I'm Used To It.

Chapter 2

I wince as Ms. Adams dab at my face. "So tell me Mr. Tomlinson, what exactly happen?" She asked me. "The.. the.. jocks." I say quitely. Ms. Adams stopped dabbing at my face. "Again? You have to stand up for yourself Louis. You let them bring you like that." She looks me directly in the eye. I shake my head. ~*~ I walk home and Trina is behind asking how the hell did I those beating marks. " The jocks! Ok? The jocks." I turn around and say. "Louis, how many times do I have to tell you? You let those bastards bring you down. Their just arses trying to bring you down." Trina says. I'm so sick of everyone telling that bullcrap! If I stand up for myself once, and I'll have much more bruises that my my body won't take it! I angrily stomp the rest of the home. "Dad I'm home!" I say. "Shhh!" I hear someone say from the kitchen. I turn around and it's Phoebe. I run to her and hug her. "I missed you so much!" I say. She tells me the same and we head to my room. "So tell me everything ok with Dad?" Phoebe asked, I wanted to hell her everything. "Everything is ok." I smile. "No it's not you have bruises on her face!" She says and touches it. I flinch away. "Ow!" I say. "Who did it Dad?" She asked. I shake my head no. "The jocks from school." She gasped in horror. "Who did it specificly?" She asked one more time sitting up straight. "The captain, Harry." I murmur. "WHAT?! Harry Styles? You're lying! You have something against him!" She shouts at me angrily. I then hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. "PHOEBE!" I whisper-shout. Mike bursts though the door. "Phoebe! Louis!" He booms angrily. "Louis you caused yourself a beating for waking me up." He says. I start to cry. Mike leaves to fetch something he can hit me with. "Louis! I'm sorry so so sorry!" Phoebe pleads. I smile a little. "No.. don't be I deserve it and I'm used to it anyway." ~*~ I wake to the sound of someone crying. It's Phoebe. I hoped she didn't get anything worse than I did. I get up and turn on my light. I take off my sweater. I look at my arms. I look much better than before. I go in the bathroom and weigh myself. "You weight now is 101.0" The monitor reads to me. The last I weighted 150. I smile to myself again. I leave the bathroom, and go downstairs to get a water bottle. "Louis.. is that you?" I hear my sister say. I say yeah. "What're doing up so late?" She askes. "Oh

...erm.. just getting a water bottle. You know I got thirsty." I smile and say. Phoebe cuts on the light. "Lou! Why are you so skinny?" She asks. "Oh I've been that way remember?" I lied. I didn't give her enough time to say anything. ~*~ I didn't walk to.school as usually, instead. "If the fires out baby, how you gonna keep me warm. No one can leave. I know it's a lie I want to be true.!

" The radio sang. I turned it off. "Hey that's a good song Lou!" Phoebe said and it turned it on. "If somebody's got soul, if somebody's got soul, you gotta make the moovveeee." I listen to rest. We arrived at school. "Hey looks it's Phoebe! And what the hell is she doing with Louise the Piggy?" I heard a the blonde jock shout. "Louise the Piggy?" Phoebe asked. I shook my head. "It's ok." I smile and get out. Harry then walks over to my sister. "What the hell were you doing with Louise the Pig?" He asked. "He's my brother Haz." I heard Phoebe say. I then don't hear anymore. "Hey Lou! Where were you?" Trina asked. "Took a ride with my sister Phoebe." I told her. "You're sister's name is Phoebe? Phoebe Tomlinson?" Trina asked. "Yeah. Blood and blood." I laugh a little. "She's the head cheerleader." Trina tells me. I shrug my shoulders. ~*~ The halls started to clear out for seventh period. I stayed at my locker looking for Science homework. "Hey look Liam, Niall, and Zayn, it's Louise." Harry says. I eventually find my homework under some old books. I close my locker and spin it once. I turn around and it's Harry and his wings. "So how's it being related to a head cheerleader? She picks on you a lot?" Zayn asked, and punched me in the jaw. I let out a whimper. "I guess Phoebe does beat up too?" Liam asked. "No she doesn't.." I murmured. Niall punched me in my face while Liam aimed for goin. I feel to my feet crying. "Guys I got it from here." Harry waved them off. "Yeah whatever. Make sure you give that little pussy a good beating." Zayn spat. After they left. Harry helped me to my feet. "I'm sorry are you ok?" He asked. I looked up. "I'm fine.. I'm used to it." I tried to say. "I shouldn't have let them do that, including myself." He spoke. I tried straighting up but winced in pain. Niall hit me where my Dad hit me. I went into the bathroom. Harry followed me. "Look Louis, I'm sorry really sorry." Harry apologized again. I pulled up my sweater and shirt. The bruise where Mike hit me and Niall gotten darker. I got Harry looking at me. Harry quickly looked away. I pulled my shirt down. "You didn't see anything. Ok? Phoebe doesn't need to know." I told Harry. I left the bathroom and went to class.