DAISY
It's been weeks since school had started, I made sure to held myself busy with homework and devoted to my mom's ongoing treatment rather than having myself sunk in the daily threats or verbal abuse that had gradually became common.
I'm used to Kay's habitual rude comments. The scornful look he shoots when we happen to be in the same room. The tactics of having me cornered anytime he pleases to intermediate me. The smirk he wore when he knows he got me weak with his charm. The several occasions he would shove me even when I make no attempt to move.
Three weeks might've pass, but those days were the worse of my life, how could I imagine a thousand more around here? I don't know how Riley's oblivious; her boyfriend practically decides my life, when to breathe, when to eat, sleep,
