chapter four⇻
SHORT AUTHOR NOTE: shoutouts at the bottom :)
TRIGGERING TOPICS BELOW
CONTAINS SOME SELF HARM
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WHEN KARA WAS ABOUT TO GO INSIDE, SHE SAW CLAY JENSEN TALKING TO AIR. Kara met Clay before but they weren't close like Hannah and him. Kara furrowed her eyebrows suspiciously and only shook her head. She got out her keys and unlocked the house. She opened the door to see her mom, she looked worried. Kara furrowed her eyebrows as her eyes spotted Tony Padilla standing by her. Kara pointed at them with a confused face. Tony walked up to her, he was only a few inches taller. He pushed her finger down by pointing his finger at her. "You scared the hell out of us, missy." Tony chastised as if he was a father.
"I told you I was going to be at Monet's?" Kara said, confusion painted onto her face as she turned to face her mom.
"That text was from four hours ago. I was worried sick." Kara's mom said with disapproving shake of her head. "So I called Tony."
"Oh time does fly..." Kara said while trailing off.
"Just don't do it again, please?" Her mom begged. Kara nodded and apologized before going up into her room. She threw her hair in a bun and went to sleep.
Kara twisted and turned in her sleep.
"Well well, isn't it the freak foster kid." The fifth grader taunted.
"Don't call me a freak." Kara muttered as anger boiled inside of her. Her fingers wrapped in a fist. The bully, Darren, only laughed devilishly before he slammed Kara's locker door closed barely closing her fingers in with it. Kara growled at the boy and lunged for him, successfully pinning him down to the ground. "You don't fucking call me a freak." She threatened as people formed a circle around them.
"Get her off of me!" Darren squeaked as he thrashed around.
Kara started to throw punches at him before she was pulled off by the teacher. "Kara Pearson! This was your sixth fight this month. Principal's office now!"
Kara muttered incoherent cuss words that she heard her from her foster dad. She trudged to the principal's office where Mr. Samson sat with crossed arms. He gestured for her to sit down. She reluctantly sits down in front of him. Mr. Samson only shook his head and clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Kara, you're an extraordinary student. You have straight a's and perfect attendance. But, you get into fights so often. Can you tell me why?"
"What's it to you?" She muttered under her breath.
"I want to know because I like the safety of my own student's."
"Darren almost smashed my fingers inside that locker. He called me the freak foster kid. That fucking hurts."
"Ms. Pearson, language!" Mr. Samson chastised. "Do we need to call your dad?"
"He's not my dad." She mumbled.
"He's like a dad to you right?"
"He said not to call him dad because I'm not worthy to call him dad." Kara's voice cracks causing a pang of guilt to hit Mr. Samson right in the gut. Kara quickly wipes the tears off from under her eyes. "Can I be dismissed?" She mutters.
"Fine, Ms. Pearson. You are dismissed, the next fight your getting suspended."
Kara walked out of the office to see Darren holding an ice pack to his nose. Kara glowered at him before she walked off. Kara walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She rolled up her sleeves to reveal scars on her forearms. Kara poured water into the cup of her hand and smudged the makeup that was hiding her black eye. She was done, she wanted it to be over. She screamed to the empty bathroom and punched the mirror, shattering it. Pain was the only way to release her anger. "Hello?" A girl's voice squeaked. Kara looked over to see a girl, her age, Kara quickly hid her bloody fist.
"Who are you?" Kara asked.
"I'm Hannah. Are you okay?"
Kara shot up from her bead, beads of sweat rolling down off of her forehead. If it wasn't for Hannah, she wouldn't have gotten adopted into this wonderful family. Hannah and her family helped her with anger management, it didn't eliminate the anger but it helped. Kara saw the sun peeking through her window. She rubbed her eyes and checked her phone. It was already time to get up, she grumbled in annoyance. She didn't get any sleep whatsoever. A small smile tugged upwards on her lips.
scott reed: good morning :)!
kara baker: good morning (:
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A U T H O R | N O T E S
- you saw a piece of kara's back story and background. this was in 5th grade where she had a foster family and she was not adopted. if you didn't know already (you should because of the epigraph) kara is adopted into the baker family. she wasn't a blood relative to hannah.
-plus i heard 5th graders cuss before and the reason why she knows the cuss word is because of her foster dad.
-there wasn't a lot of scott action, i'm sorry don't kill me please! but i added that little part in.
-tbh, i kinda like tony's and kara's friendship, hby? tara? kony?
-SHOUTOUTS!!! (sorry if i forgot someone)
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