On the way home from school, I walked quickly to avoid you know who.

Before I entered my house, I made sure all my sleeves were down, and all my bruises were covered. I knew I would have to explain my black eye, but I'll tell them I fell. I opened the door and saw them sitting in the couch, sobbing. I was confused until I saw they were watching some sappy romance film. They quickly wiped the few tears from their faces once they realized i came home.

"Hey kiddo how was - OH MY GOD! " Brendon screamed, rushing over to me.

"Did someone beat you up?!" Brendon shouted, getting a closer look at my eye. They were completely unaware of the ten other bruises throughout my body.

"Ryan, go get an an ice pack! " He screamed to Ryan, he nodded and ran to the freezer.

"Brendon, it's fine I just tripped and fell down a hill." I assured him. He probably didn't believe me. Ryan came running with the ice pack and handed it to me. I pressed it up against my eye and looked at the two of them.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ryan asked, still mildly concerned.

"Yes, yes I'm fine." I told them, they were hovering over me like I had come home an hour past my curfew.

"I'm going to call Gerard." Brendon said, looking at Ryan then at me. He then walked away, pulling out his phone. I sighed and walked upstairs. I took the ice pack off my eye and threw it in the trash. I plopped my backpack on my bed along with my self. I was so stupid earlier, saying things like that to a popular chick will actually get me sent to the hospital. And it almost did. My phone frantically buzzed, it was Gerard.

"Oh God." I mumbled, picking up the phone and pressing it against my ear.

"Adeline Way, tell me what happened." he said sternly. I really didn't want to tell him. But since he was my adopted father, I had to.

"Some popular chick punched me in the face." I said quietly. He was dead silent on the other end.

"But it was my fault, I provoked her." I quickly added, so he wouldn't give me instructions on how to make a murder look like an accident.

"Okay .." he sighed. "At least you're okay." he added. I sighed in relief, he didn't explode.

"I have to go now Ads, I'll see you soon." He spoke. I heard the faint screaming of an audience in the background. He then hung up. I tossed my phone aside and cradled my eye. Just then there was s knock at my door.

"Yeah?" I asked. Ryan then pushed open my door.

"Hey um, what do you want for dinner?" he asked.

"I don't want anything." I responded, he raised an eyebrow.

"Adie you have to eat something." he told me, sounding concerned again.

"I'm just not hungry, okay?" I said. He nodded slowly and closed the door.

I layed back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. What would I have to face tomorrow?