Leylah gaulden

Chapter 2

leylah pov

I got up getting my school cloths out. I washed my face and saw that I have bruises on my face. I wanted to do a YouTube video but I can't. I put foundation on my face and then put glasses on. I brushed my hair in a slick back ponytail with a swoop. Then I put water and gel to make it curly. Then I got dressed and put my shoes on taking my phone off the charger.

Then I put my bookbag on getting my keys putting it in my purse. I went upstairs. I opened the basement door seeing my mom and her boyfriend seating on the couch. I closed the door going in the kitchen

Mom. Ain't shit in there for you.

I put a pop tart in my purse going back out the kitchen going to the front door. I glanced over seeing my mom boyfriend bitting his lips at me. I left out the house. I closed the door walking to my bus stop. I saw my bestfriends friends Krystal and Kingston here

Krystal.Hey

I hugged her then I hugged Kingston. The bus pulled up. We got on the bus seating down. I looked out the window

Krystal . What's wrong?

Me. Nothing

I strolled on ig on my phone. After the bus driver picked up everyone we went to are school. I'm in 9th grade. We got off the bus. My best friend came and hugged me. I smiled hugging her. Her name is miyah. We went to class. My first block teacher is cool so we back here doing tiktoks.

Miyah. Why yo lip busted

Me. I bite it

She nodded looking at me before looking back at the phone. Although I don't like my mom and she mentally and now physically abuse me. I'll never let anyone know what's going on at home. I don't wanna end up in the system. Once the bell rung we sat down doing work. My stomach started growling. I haven't ate since yesterday morning. When my uncle dropped me off. I laid my head down doing my work.

Lunch time

I sat at the table taking the poptart out my purse eating that.

Girl. You think you all that cuz you rich

Me. Say don't come fa me if I didn't call fa ya.

Girl. Ugly bitch think she the shit

Me. I don't think, I know now get out my fucking face wit that shit and I ain't ugly either

I threw my hand up finishing my poptart. People love talking shit don't even know what they talking bout. I don't know my dad and my momma isn't famous and she doesn't give a fuck about me. After a while the bell rung and we went to the next class.

After school

I hugged my bestfriend getting on the bus. I looked out the window as the bus pulled off. When she got to our stop we got off the bus walking from the bus stop

Kingston. You ight?

I nodded not in the mood to talk. Once we walked to are street. I hugged them. There house is right by the stop sign. I went "home" unlocking the door with the key. I went in closing the door locking the door. Then I went to my room putting my stuff on the bed. My uncle started calling me. I answered

Me. Yea?

Uncle. You ight?

Me. Yeah

Uncle. Why you called me last night

Me. Momma yelled at me

Uncle. Oh my bad I fell asleep early

I nodded even though he couldn't see me

Uncle. I gotta go

I nodded he hung up. I took a shower and laid in the bed starting at the wall.   I have a blank mind right now. I closed my eyes I'm not even sleepy.

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