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Beyond Broken Just Why?
Danica POVAs soon as they left, Dmitry turned his focus to me, but he didn’t say a word. His eyes just buried themselves deep inside my soul. Like they always did when he looked at me.I took a small bite of pizza and waited for the questions to roll in. He’d seen me before with my classmate Angel. He knew firsthand how irritatingly cruel she could be. But her accusing me of stealing was somehow different from her drawing attention to my personal decisions in life.“Are you okay?”I looked down, not ready to make eye contact with him. “They’re just…”He cut me off. “Bullies…I get it.”I shook my head. “Highschool is …”“Almost over…I know.” He finished my sentence again.I know what he wants to say. He wants to repeat the question I failed to answer. I just wanted to make sure when I said the words, I actually meant it. “I’m okay.”Still curious about Lucas’s actions, I turned to face the direction they walked toward. The group settled in a corner. It didn’t take long to find the boy
Beyond Broken Maybe
Danica POVSometimes I felt like Dmitry was reading my mind. By the time I returned to the table, just as flustered as when I left, he already had our food wrapped in a doggy bag.He didn’t have to hear the words letting him know I was ready to go. He just knew.Back in the car he patiently waited for me to answer the question he just asked, “What did that girl mean by what she said?”I was almost grateful he didn’t ask me why I took so long I the restroom. No way was I ready to replay what just happened. Lucas, the one person in our school who knows everyone, knows my father is not a good man. He could tell everyone. He could hold it over my head. But instead, he just held my secret like it was his.I shook my head. “I’m not a tease. I’ve never teased anyone in my life. It’s just what they say because I refuse to date a guy at school. You would think she would be happy that I don’t want him. But instead, she takes offense that turned him down.”“Ah. Let me guess. He wants you. She wa
Beyond Broken Me Day
Danica POVFriday is everyone’s favorite day. And for the first time in a very long time, it is mine too. So many things to be grateful for today.Grateful that I only have one last day in this week for school. Grateful that after school I have a job to go to. Grateful that when this day is over, I don’t have to go to my home. I get to go to Dmitry’s home. Also grateful that it was so close to the end of the school year that no one cared when I decided to skip school.I thought a lot about what Dmitry said to me last night. He was right. I had created a bubble and lived in it day and night. I made myself an outcast on purpose to protect myself from the shame of my father. And today was one day I didn’t see myself dealing with it.I needed a ‘Me Day’ and Dmitry had the perfect house to do so. Filled with all my favorite snacks, unlimited movies, and a gigantic pool. Which I planned to take full advantage of.Dmitry bought me a pretty white swimsuit when he stocked my bedroom closet in
Beyond Broken Any Means
Dmitry POVI looked down at my phone just in time to see her turning in circles. Her middle finger was lifted just above her head, and I knew without a doubt that she was telling me to fuck off.She was wearing the swimsuit my assistant picked out. Caroline thought she was picking it out for one of my girls. Probably thought it was for Nancy. I gave her the measurements and told her have some stuff sent to my house.I wasn’t sure what all she liked, but this was one of the items I knew she would hate. It was low in the front giving anyone who dared look a front row seat to her cleavage.The clearing of a throat from across the conference table dragged me from the video. An impatient Zane was eager to finish our conversation, though he would never come out and say that.Zane was my right-hand man. When I needed something down, he handled it without question. He was smart and resourceful. And even though I paid him out of my own pocket, he took care of things for both my families busine
Beyond Broken My life
Danica POV Work was a little harder today. Mainly because Maci decided to test me. She left me alone in the store for two hours. I was cashier, busser, and barista. It was scary and exciting at same time. Plus it took my mind off the my project meeting with Lucas. He arrived fifteen minutes early and just watched me. I wasn’t sure if he was bored or just curious. Either way I hated every second of it. When I finally sat down, I handed him my typed paper. “Here is your autobiography.” He gave a half smile. “Wish I could have given you the same.” I lowered my head. “I know. And I want to say that I sorry.” His eyes scrunched together. “Dani, you don’t have to…” Sympathy filled his voice and I just couldn’t take it. Not from him. “No. I do. I mean I want to apologize. I could have given you a bullshit story about my life. Something fake. Something you can easily write. But I think in the back of my mind, that’s not what I wanted.” He stared at me. I’m sure that’s not what he expec
Beyond Broken The Unexpected
Danica POVIts been half a week now since I told my story to Lucas. I wasn’t sure how much of the story he wrote or if he wrote any of it at all.But the moment I saw my teachers face, I knew he wrote every single word. By Wednesday my teacher finished reading all the final copies and I was being pulled into the office.First, I was asked if it as true. Then upon confirmation, a deputy was brough in to take my official statement. They wanted to know about the first and the last time. I told them everything. I also informed them that I wouldn’t be pressing charges and that I no longer live there.Lastly, they wanted to know about the part about Angel and her friends. They wanted to know if I was really bullied by Americas Sweetheart. I admitted to that as well.I was relieved to have this off my chest. People need to know everyone and everything is not okay. I had one request ad that was to have my story published they way Lucas wrote it at the graduation.The principle put up a fight
Beyond Broken Ceremony Be Damned
Dmitry POVI hate graduations. Parents waiting patiently to see all the hard work they put in for the last 12 or so years has finally paid off. All the late-night, last-minute projects. Every math tournament. Band competition. The all-day track meets and loud football games.Let us not forget the monthly progress reports and the semester report cards. All of it leading up to this very moment. All of it, just so they can shout their babies name aloud while watching them receive a piece of paper that will push them toward the next step in life.I hate graduations. Especially when it’s a big school. Hundreds of kids lining up outside the building. Then lining up inside the building, so they could walk in a straight line to their carefully spaced seats.Then after listening to some well composed speech, we all have to wait patiently for that same line of young adults walk across a stage.Well lets just say Danica’s graduation was not unique in any way compared to other graduations. Only d
Beyond Broken A New Ride
Danica POVI knew there would be some unwanted attention from telling everyone who my father was behind closed doors. That behind that drunken stature was a man that enjoyed tell his daughter she was worth nothing. A man who liked to take every advantage of bruises her.He wasn’t here today and in a way, I felt what any child would. Disappointment. Or at least that’s how I would I felt until nearly the entire gym gave me a standing ovation.I didn’t expect that. And when I crossed that stage, I told myself. That was enough of high school. I’m done.Dmitry read the look on my face. Him and Cory stood to move toward the end of the bleachers. I kept walking toward the exit and didn’t look back.We all piled into the car and headed home. Not a lot of people were waiting outside the gym, but the few that were stared at me.Cory gave me a few congrats pats on the shoulder from the back seat before handing me a small camera. One that he picked up from the drug store.I smiled giving him a co
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