The Sound of Revenge

A nicer pattern

This was it, I thought to myself. This was the time I would finally get away from school before he could get me. I actually did have a dentist appointment! And it was in a class with Ms O'hannon. She was one of those teachers who never let you go to the bathroom or get a drink during class so Jarrod had no chance of getting out of that one. I almost tripped on the stairs I was so happy. I had never been a big bikini wearer before this happened, mostly because of my strict parents but also because I hated the way my body looked. But since Jarrod started abusing me I stopped wearing bikini's all together and any other type of clothing that may show one of my bruises and cuts.

Some days I was so bruised I'd wear jeans and a long sleeve tee and a big jacket, even though I absolutely hated dressing warmly. I would rather go cold than have to wear an ugly long sleeve top. That just shows how much I had changed since this started happening. I wasn't confident at all before but now I couldn't even talk. I was too worried that the next person I talked to would get offended and lash out like Jarrod, I don't think I could handle two Jarrod's.

So most people that met me during this time got the impression that I was a mute or something, that I wasn't capable of speaking. And for some part that was true. I had forgotten I even had a voice, I had forgotten how to defend myself.
But this time it would be different. I got to my locker and actually smiled. It was an amazing feeling of freedom. Or though for some reason I kept looking out for Jarrod. I had a weird feeling he somehow got out of class, he hadn't and I was finally able to leave school without even looking at him. I hoped this would be a start of another pattern, a nicer pattern.