Kindness POV

I was still on the couch.

I was still under him.

I glanced at the clock beside the TV.

4:37 am

I tried to get up, but I was stuck under his weight. Maybe you can wait him out. Maybe.

6:05 am

I have to get ready for school. Against my better judgment, I shook him and called his name.

"Jimmy, Jimmy. Wake up. I have to go to school. Wake up." His eyelids slowly began to flutter open. He looked at me. Well, it was more like a glare.

"Why are you waking me up?"

"I have to go to school."

"So, I want to sleep and I'm comfortable."

"Please, I have to go," He sighed and rose off of me. Before I was able to completely get off the couch, he pulled me onto his lap. I was straddling him. He grabs my jaw and pulls my face close to his.

"Give me a kiss." I gave him a quick peck and tried to get up.

"No, I wanted a real kiss." He smashes his lips on mine kissing me harshly. I kissed back. He slide his hand into my pants which made me open my mouth. Well isn't that fantastic? Now we were French kissing. It felt like his tongue was down my throat. I had to fight back a gage. His hand was rubbing me through my underwear and he groaned in my mouth. His other hand was placed on my butt pushing me to grind on him. He groaned again.

"Stay home." He said between kissing me. Hell no.

"I can't, I have to go or I'll get in trouble with my social worker." He sighed and let me go. I got up and glanced at the clock.

7:30 am

Crap! I quickly rushed upstairs and threw on my black hoodie, jeans, socks, shoes, and ran to the bathroom. I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face. I went back into my room and stuffed my notes back in the binder and into my book bag. Grabbing my phone and keys to the house, I ran out of the house and to school.

"Kindness..." Ms. Owens, my Spanish teacher, said while calling roll. I raised my hand. "Why don't you speak so we can hear your voice." I'm not in the mood for her bullshit. Good, show her.

While giving her the death stare, attitude, and eye roll, I reply rudely with, "HERE!"

"Don't you speak to me that way or you'll have detention!" I shrugged my shoulders. I really don't care. Now if only I can get you to completely stand up to Jimmy.

"OK then, detention!" I rolled my eyes.

"Three days!" I just put my head down to stop myself from going nuts on her.

"Look at me while I'm talking to you!" Why won't she leave you alone? I'm beyond pissed now.

"Look teach, I'm not having a good day today, so can you back off," I said as calmly as a could, which, in reality, was still rude.

"We will see what your father has to say about that!"

"He isn't my dad!" What the hell is her problem? Why does she have to pick a fight with you every time we're here? I think that old-hag should just retire already.

"Go to the principal's office, now!"

I grab my things, push the desks over - I know I'm being over dramatic but I don't care - and left the room.

As I stormed to the principal's office, things started to sink in. I'm gonna be in so much trouble when I get to the house. Why does everyone hate me so much? No, you stood up for yourself. She was just being a bitch. I walk into the principal's office.

"Kindness, this is the third time you're here this week. Why do you always have to cause trouble!" Principle Gates asks. He's really cool and annoying at the same time.

"It wasn't my fault! Ms. Owens has it out for me. Every time I go into her room she starts trouble. She should be the one here, not me. I'm sick and tired of this. I just want to have just one peaceful day. I-" I cut myself off. This is the most I have ever spoken to him. I really need to stop before I slip up. Maybe I should just apologize. Yeah, do that. Maybe you'll get out of detention. You won't. I can at least try.

"I'm sorry." He sighs.

"Look, I know she can be a lot sometimes, but you need to learn how to control your temper. She said that you have three days of after-school detention, correct."

"Yea, but-" he cuts me off.

"That means I have to call Jimmy."

"Please don't call him!" Crap! That slipped out. Good, hopefully, he figures it out and helps your dumbass. 

"Why not?" He looks at me curiously. I need to come up with an excuse. No, you don't! Just tell him. I said no!

"Ne-never mine." He stares at me for a bit.

"You know you can talk to me if there are any problems right?" No, I can't. Tell him. No! Yes! No!

"No, I'm fine. I'll, I'll just go to class." I get up and rush out of the room. Well, that went well.

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When lunch came around, I decided to not get lunch. I wasn't hungry. I sat at my table and put my head down. You need a nap. I laid my head down and close my eyes. What I'm I going to do? Jimmy is going to be so mad. Why didn't I just do what I was told? Why do I have to be so difficult? I want to cry. No, this isn't the time or place. The bell rings. I get up from the table and go to class. I had art, which I love. The teacher in there was very nice and sweet, which made it my favorite class. A small smile slips on my face as I walk into the class.

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After school, I went to detention. The principal already told Jimmy that I had it for three days. I bet he was beyond mad. I sat in the back of the classroom and did my homework. Might as well get it done while I can.

"Who would have thought Kindness would be doing homework." Some dude says while sitting at the desk beside me.

I ignored him.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. I just want to have a conversation."

"Well, I don't. We are in detention. There is a no talking rule."

"When did you start following the rules?" I glared at him.

"Have you know, I do follow the rules. Why are you talking to me anyway? Isn't don't speak to me an unwritten rule?"

"You may follow rules, but I don't." I roll my eyes and continue to work on my homework.

"Whatcha working on?"

"Spanish, I didn't get to finish my work in class cause I got sent out." I don't know why I'm still speaking to him. Cause you want to.

"So is that why you're in here?" I nod my head. The teacher finally walks in and everyone goes silent.

I hear/feel a vibration from my phone. Should I look at the message? I already know who texted me. Jimmy.

Jimmy: How long are you going to be there?

Me: I don't know. Maybe until 6

Jimmy: ok

Jimmy: I'll see you when you get here, and hurry up to. We have some talking to do.

I know what that is code for. I am so dead.

Me: ok

I put my head in my hands and took long deep breaths to calm myself down.

"Are you ok?" The dude who talked to me earlier whispers. I shrug my shoulders.

"What's wrong?"

"None thing."

"You're lying."

"So. Why do you want to know?" He shrugs his shoulders.

"Cause everyone needs someone to talk to."

"Well, I don't. I've been fine on my own all this time. I don't need anyone."

"Whatever you say."

"You're stupid."

"Ouch, that hurt." He said holding his heart. I chuckle.

"So you do laugh!" I gave an eye roll and a small smile.

"And smile, wow you're so full of surprises." I'm shocked the teacher hasn't told us to be quiet yet. I guess he doesn't care.

"Shut up." I gave him a little shove.

"No can do. My name is Blake by the way."

"Kindness... not that you don't know," I mumble the last part.

"You all may leave." The teacher says rushing out of the room. Ok then.

"So, am I allowed to call you my friend?" Blake asks giving me puppy dog eyes. I laugh.

"Sure... I guess... Are you sure you want to be my friend? I mean I can, you know... be a hothead at times." I say will scratching the back of my head nervously.

"I don't care, hey we should hang out sometime."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, how about today? You free?"

"Actually, no. But maybe I can tomorrow. No promises."

"My friend is having a party tomorrow-"

"No, parties aren't my scene."

"All, come on. It will be fun."

"I said no Blake." I gave another glare.

"Ok... then maybe we can hang out before the party."

"Maybe."

With that, we left the room. I gave him my number and went to Jimmy's. A full-blown grin appeared on my face. I actually have a friend. I basically skipped to the house.

I walk in the door and the smile completely slips from my face.

"What got you all happy?" Jimmy was standing there with his arms crossed.

"Nothing."

"Ummm hmmm, take a seat." I walk over to the couch and sat down. He sat beside me.

"Why do you have three days of detention?" I look at my lap, but he grabs my neck, forcing me to look at him.

"I had a disagreement with a teacher, but she doesn't like me. She always tries to get me in trouble. I'm sorry, please-" he cuts me off.

"No, you need to learn not to run your mouth to adults."

He stands up and grabs my hair pulling me to the most spacious part of the house. There, he lets go of me and punches me repeatedly in the stomach. He backhands me and I go flying to the ground. He kicks me over and over as I curl into a ball trying to block the shoots.

"No, you don't!"

He sits on top of me and slams my head on the floor a few times. My vision begins to blur.

"Now, go make me my dinner." He gets off of me and sits on the couch, watching TV.

I slowly stand up and go into the kitchen. Shakily, I open the freezer and take out some boneless chicken. I was going to make chicken fried rice and broccoli.

I finish making the food, get a few bites, and put his plate, along with his beer, on the table.

"The food is ready." He walks into the kitchen.

"Go sit in the living room and what for me." I nod and do as told.

Once he is finished eating, he comes into the living and sits beside me. He chugged down his beer and turns to me.

"Lay down on your back." I comply. He hovers over me and begins to kiss me.

"Let's finish what we started earlier." There was no convincing him to stop now.

He pulls my hood and shirt off and being to kiss my neck. He unbuckled my bra and messaged my boobies with one hand the other still holding him up. He kiss my nipple and then began to suck on it. He pulls off his shirt and continues to kiss down my stomach. Getting to my pants in one swift move, he takes them off and also my undies. He kisses my part and takes off the rest of his clothes. Slipping a condom on, he enters me thrusting hard. He groans in my ear as he picks up his past. After a while, he finally cums and lay on top of me breathing hard.

"That was nice, baby." He kisses me again and hugs me tight.

He falls asleep and I stare blankly at the ceiling.