Silence..
Silence...
Suddenly I hear a voice. I jumped out of bed and went downstairs. I saw my father drunkenly walking and singing loudly. A little later my mother was fearfully collecting the glasses from the vodka bottle that my father had broken earlier. looked in fear and called out to him
"You have to stop this thing with the drink or you will die" He went with quick steps to her and threw her against the wall.
"You won't tell me what to do. UNDERSTAND??".
She had her head down and was crying
"WHEN I TALK TO YOU YOU WILL ANSWER IF YOU WANT TO BE CALLED A GOOD WIFE"
She raised her head and just nodded. I couldn't watch this scene anymore. I ran to my room and started crying on the pillow.
Silence...
Silence...
The next morning I woke up before everyone else. I didn't talk to anyone, I got dressed and went for a run with my headphones on. While I was running, I tripped and fell flat on my face.
all black..
silence...
silence...

when I woke up I was in a house unknown to me. I heard footsteps and hid under the blanket. Someone sat next to me. He pulled the blanket down and I saw a very sweet boy with brown hair and green eyes.
"Don't be afraid" he told me. I didn't answer him, I just looked at him.He was quite cute and he had that deep emerald eyes.
"do I have anything on my face?" he said letting out a laugh.
"no" I said quietly and continued to study his face and his gaze.
"You have something anyways.." he said pointing to my leg.A big wound. Well done Sofia, now dad will scream at you for the shit you did.
"I'm sorry but I don't know you and I have to go, they'll be angry with me if they see that I'm gone for so many hours" I said and got up.I grabbed my things and headed to the door
"You can stay if you want" he told me before I left.He let out a warm smile.I got confused.
"How come you say that to someone you don't know?"i said staring at him
"I don't know you, the truth is this"he rolled his eyes and laughed
" but while you were sleeping you were quite calm and you looked good,i want to help you"he said coming near me with slow steps.He had tattoos everywhere.He was pretty familiar to me but don't know from where.
"I'm sorry but I can't my father will kill me" I said and thought what could be happening.Another bruise.
"Why you telling that?"
"nothing nothing nevermind" I said lowering my head.
"Thank you anyway for helping me" I said and left. I hope to meet this boy again. I arrived home and saw my father waiting for me at the entrance very nervous when I went to talk and he grabbed me by the hair and punched me in the face.I was really frightened and run up my bedroom.I heard heavy footsteps heading to my room. My father forcefully opened the door.
"where have you been?" he asked me
"I had gone for running"i said looking at my leg and quickly staring at the window.His gaze fell directly on my wounded leg. I understood that he saw it and I looked at him hesitantly.
"What the hell is this?"he said pointing at it and shaking his head nervously.
"I was running and I slipped in the water"i said quietly.
"Oh really? Damn it! Do you know how much we're going to have to pay for your bullshit?Do you?"
My eyes filled with tears.
"Don't cry!" He said and threw the water glass he was holding at me.
"I'm leaving, as soon as I get back this whole fucking mess is cleaned up" he said and slammed the door.
I started to clean them and collected all the glasses. I went in, took a bath and lay down. I covered myself with the blanket and slept. After many hours I was woken up by a message. Someone followed me on Instagram. I opened the application and I see a follow request from a boy
@apollomartinez
I've never heard of him before. I know them all.All boys in the small town we live.All the last names here.Never heard of this one.I follow him back and after a long time he sends me a message.
"Is your leg okay?"
WHAT? HOW DOES HE KNOW.
I quickly went to his profile and saw that he was the boy with the pretty eyes.I got panicked.I wanted to text back.But if my father found out i would directly be to hell.
S: "How did you find me?"
A: "It's not difficult, you know"
S: "just tell me"
A: "while you were sleeping someone sent you a message and I saw that it said your name, there are not many Sofias in town"
S: "fantastic"
A: "Are you better?"
S: "not so much..."
A: "what happened?"
S: "nothing, school starts tommorow im just a bit stressed"
A: "you are very cute"
S: "Shut up, you idiot"
A: "it's not enough that I helped you, you also complain"
S: "sorry I didn't mean it"
A: "I'm just kidding. Anyway, you're very sensitive, you're always apologizing"
That's where I got stuck, am I really doing this? I didn't answer him. He sent me 13 more messages. I went to sleep with all these thoughts. I hate this boy, he's very strange and judges me without knowing me...I'm going to sleep.