Leaving Here Not Coming Back
An Everyday Thing
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The school bell rang, letting all the students know the school day had come to an end. Marina ran down the hall to her locker where she put in her combo and opened her locker; throwing the needed things in her horrid bag before closing said locker and twisting the lock. Shouldering her bag she made her way out of the school building and into the mass of students; all chatting and laughing. Marina's heart thudded as she warily looked around for Trina, Becca and Sonya. She walked briskly away from the building, feeling her heart seem to get lighter; in the clear. But just as she felt the weight get lifted from her shoulders, a hand grabbed her and shoved her to the ground.
She looked up to see Trina and Becca glaring. “Poor little emo girl!” they began to kick her roughly, ignoring her crys of pain. Others just passed by; this was an everyday thing. “Gonna go home and cut yourself? Here I'll do it for you!” Becca pulled out a pocket knife and opened it. “N-no! Please d-don't!” Marina cried as she tried to scoot away; tears fogging her vison. Sonya came from no where and held her in place as Becca drew closer and cut at Marina's arms. Marina released an almost loud scream; getting her a punch and important attention. Synyster Gates was driving down the street with his band and herd her cry. He looked over and gasped at what he saw; one girl pinning a much smaller one down while another cut her arms with a bloody knife and the last one glared at anyone who looked. T
he girl on the ground was so small; maybe 4'11.
“Hey! Get the fuck away from her!” He yelled, rolling down the window.
The rest of Avenged Sevenfold stuck their faces to the window and watched. The three girls ran off, while the small one waved her thanks and wiped at her bloody arms, walking away as if this were normal. Syn noticed how the girl made no eye contact with anyone, she walked with her head down. He figured it was just an off day for her so he moved on with his day. Marina went home; when she walked in she got exactly what she expected. “
"Where the fuck have you been? Cutting your self again eh? You useless whore, make me some fucking dinner!” Her father sneered. Marina said nothing and went to the kitchen, leaving her back pack on. After making dinner she dished it up and brought it out to her father along with a beer. “
'Bout fucking time! Faster next time!” He slapped her in the face and took the food.
Marina bit back tears and picked up the room before going to the bathroom and patching up her wounds then to her bedroom and doing her homework. She felt her face sting from the hand print forming and let her tears fall.
“Hey bitch!” She went down stairs and looked at her father who'd finished his dinner. “Take care of this! Then come over here!” He ordered. Marina took his plate and ignored it when he slapped her ass as she turned away. She shook as she washed the plate; he's horny tonight. She slowly made her way out to the living room and stood in front of him. “Well come 'ere.” She took a step closer and gasped as he grabbed her hips and pulled her into his lap, one leg on either side of him, facing him. “I don't need to waste money on strip clubs, I've got you.” he smirked. “What about mom?” He cackled. “That old horse! Ha!” “Please- don't do this.” he slapped her up the side of her head. “You know you like this you little slut!” He grabbed the back of her head and smashed his lips to hers, refusing to let her escape. Marina didn't fight him; he'd just be more rough with her, something she'd learned at 13. He flipped them so she was under him and began to grind down on her, ignoring her cringes and whimpers.
[[[} Her father lay naked on the couch and shoved her off. “Get fucking dressed you slut, you got school tomorrow.” Crying, she painfully made her way to her room.
The school bell rang, letting all the students know the school day had come to an end. Marina ran down the hall to her locker where she put in her combo and opened her locker; throwing the needed things in her horrid bag before closing said locker and twisting the lock. Shouldering her bag she made her way out of the school building and into the mass of students; all chatting and laughing. Marina's heart thudded as she warily looked around for Trina, Becca and Sonya. She walked briskly away from the building, feeling her heart seem to get lighter; in the clear. But just as she felt the weight get lifted from her shoulders, a hand grabbed her and shoved her to the ground.
She looked up to see Trina and Becca glaring. “Poor little emo girl!” they began to kick her roughly, ignoring her crys of pain. Others just passed by; this was an everyday thing. “Gonna go home and cut yourself? Here I'll do it for you!” Becca pulled out a pocket knife and opened it. “N-no! Please d-don't!” Marina cried as she tried to scoot away; tears fogging her vison. Sonya came from no where and held her in place as Becca drew closer and cut at Marina's arms. Marina released an almost loud scream; getting her a punch and important attention. Synyster Gates was driving down the street with his band and herd her cry. He looked over and gasped at what he saw; one girl pinning a much smaller one down while another cut her arms with a bloody knife and the last one glared at anyone who looked. T
he girl on the ground was so small; maybe 4'11.
“Hey! Get the fuck away from her!” He yelled, rolling down the window.
The rest of Avenged Sevenfold stuck their faces to the window and watched. The three girls ran off, while the small one waved her thanks and wiped at her bloody arms, walking away as if this were normal. Syn noticed how the girl made no eye contact with anyone, she walked with her head down. He figured it was just an off day for her so he moved on with his day. Marina went home; when she walked in she got exactly what she expected. “
"Where the fuck have you been? Cutting your self again eh? You useless whore, make me some fucking dinner!” Her father sneered. Marina said nothing and went to the kitchen, leaving her back pack on. After making dinner she dished it up and brought it out to her father along with a beer. “
'Bout fucking time! Faster next time!” He slapped her in the face and took the food.
Marina bit back tears and picked up the room before going to the bathroom and patching up her wounds then to her bedroom and doing her homework. She felt her face sting from the hand print forming and let her tears fall.
“Hey bitch!” She went down stairs and looked at her father who'd finished his dinner. “Take care of this! Then come over here!” He ordered. Marina took his plate and ignored it when he slapped her ass as she turned away. She shook as she washed the plate; he's horny tonight. She slowly made her way out to the living room and stood in front of him. “Well come 'ere.” She took a step closer and gasped as he grabbed her hips and pulled her into his lap, one leg on either side of him, facing him. “I don't need to waste money on strip clubs, I've got you.” he smirked. “What about mom?” He cackled. “That old horse! Ha!” “Please- don't do this.” he slapped her up the side of her head. “You know you like this you little slut!” He grabbed the back of her head and smashed his lips to hers, refusing to let her escape. Marina didn't fight him; he'd just be more rough with her, something she'd learned at 13. He flipped them so she was under him and began to grind down on her, ignoring her cringes and whimpers.
[[[} Her father lay naked on the couch and shoved her off. “Get fucking dressed you slut, you got school tomorrow.” Crying, she painfully made her way to her room.
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