Skylar In L.A. (girls only)(part 5)

i woke up at 8:30 in the morning. i hopped up and got a major head ache. i ran to the bathroom and ignored my throbbing head as i pulled my hair into a ponytail and put on just a little bit of mascarra. i covered up the dark circles under my eyes with cover up and pulled on my soccer clothes. i grabbed my bag with my white and red ball. i had copied all of what they'd written onto this ball and the real one was sitting on a shelf in my room. i ran downstairs and gulped down some coffee and 2 aspirin. i felt better already. i got in the car and was at school at 9:02, so i ran to the field and they had already started. half the guys looked like they were dead. it was kinda funny. "hey, sorry about last night. i swear i didnt know there was alcohol in my drink. i didnt even get my drink......chris did." i said the last part quietly but apparently Tyler heard it anyways. he nodded and looked mad. "your late. you're benched for the game on saturday." he said and walked away. i was pissed. he ended up having a scrimmage. i was on the opposite team as tyler and this time i was a center forward. all i can say is 4 words, HE. IS. GOING. DOWN! i played rough and dirty on the field. shoving, slide tackles, kicking. everything. tyler should learn now thats what you get when you bench me. we won. i scored almost all of the point. oh ya, im a rockstar! all the guys on my team cheered when we won and lifted me up on their shoulders. it was pretty fun to be idiolized like this. afterwards i went and changed into my running shorts and black sports bra. we were going to be running the track for a while. my running shorts were 3 things. black, tight, and short. i looked good. all the guys stared. i ran so hard. it was tyler and i in front always. i was trying to beat him. but i didnt the see the rock on the track and i tripped. and rolled my ankle. badly. i was sitting on the track hands wrapped around my ankle and my face twisted with agony. "ahhh!" i screamed as i fell. but tyler didnt stop. and when he did he just screamed "DON'T BE SUCH A GIRL! GET YOUR BUTT UP NOW AND FINISH RUNNING!" I was so angry i was actually crying. mason came up behind me and helped me up and to the nurses office. i had badly sprained it. and i've sprained that ankle before. last year, during our last game. i was benched for next 2 weeks in summer season. i was going to be out now for at least 2 weeks. no running, no soccer, no games. great......

~ Game day ~
i was on crutches still. whenever i put too much weight on my ankle for a certain amount of time it would hurt like mess. serious mess. so i was still using crutches. i should be off of them and fine by next week but no one knows. its worse this year than it was last year. Tyler never appologized for yelling at me. instead he made me workout on my cardio with the lacrosse girls team. i was on the bus talking to mason and james. james and valorie were now an item, and mason and carly were going out tomorrow afternoon. i was such a great match maker. even chris and i were an item. we were happy and we were in the running for cutest couple. i just sat there during the whole game. i cheered them on and tyler got a yellow flag for foul. all the guys from the other team were constantly staring at me. i just smiled and kept watching the game. i was currently ellevating my ankle and drinking some ice cold lemonade from chick-fil-a. all the guys were jealous. and they should be. i am awesome, and my life is great.

~ 3 weeks later ~
i was crying on my bed. it hurt to cry though, which made me cry more. it hurt to do anything. i was covered in bruises and my aunt selena was away on business like usual. my life was far from great.
~ flashback ~
"hey babe, lets go out. i know this great place." chris had whispered in my ear as we watched a movie at my house. i nodded and we went out. little did i know that place was a bowling alley. but we werent going bowling. nope i went inside to go to the bathroom and came out to find chris totally drunk. he started feeling me, and before i knew it he was forcing himself upon me. i refused and he abused me, and continues to force himself upon me. we were still together too. i was too afraid to dump him in case he did something worse. but what could be worse?
~ end of flashback ~
i went to school since we didnt have practice this weekend. i was wearing shorts, and a sports br@. i thought no one was hear. until i heard "sky?" coming from someone behind me. they sounded horrified. did i meantion i had bruises everywhere? my stomache, my back, my legs, and a few on my arms. and one just above my right eye. and they were almost all exposed.........