HIS BABY

Tyrell:

I woke up to groaning.

"Ty. Up, now!" My father groans.

I roll my eyes, of course he would be telling me to wake up after he woke me up at 4 AM when he drunkenly walked in.

I get out of bed and have a quick shower before brushing my teeth and throwing on some black jeans and a hoodie.

I put on my black vans and grabbed my phone before walking down stairs.

"You're up!" My dad says and i hold back a reply that would get me punched.

I was too tired to defend myself.

He's been getting drunk every night for the past 4 years and hasn't been a father to me... at all.

"Yep" I reply, getting my keys off of the hook.

"Where do you think you are going?" He asked sternly making me roll my eyes.

'Why would you care' was at the tip of my tongue but I shook my head.

"School" I say bluntly before putting on a leather jacket.

"Why don't you stay home?" He asked as he walked closer to me.

"No" I say before stepping outside.

If rather be at a shitty school than here. This isn't even a home for me. A home is somewhere you are meant to be safe. It's somewhere you have a loving family and get give you warmth, food and water and clothes.

I give myself all of that because I have no family.

I looked at the time and realised I was already late but I didn't care.

I had to keep up my reputation anyway.

I went into my car and took the longest route to school. If I was late, I might as well be really really late because I'm still going to get the same amount of time in detention.

I parked my car and went to the reception.

"Name?" The receptionist asked politely but then looked up.

" oh it's you" she says rudely.

She hates me. I couldn't blame her though, almost everyone does.

"Aunt Lin" I say, my voice low.

"I'm no aunt of yours!" She says threateningly.

"Why? Because I put mum where she belongs?" I ask, a smirk forming although it hurt to admit it aloud.

"No wander why your dad used to beat you. I'd do the same of you were my child" she says, writing me out a detention slip to go with the other thousand.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see a figure approaching.

"Im glad I'm not your kid" I say bitterly and snatched the slip out of her hand.

I look to see the schools slut, Mandy, showing a girl around.

The girl was simply breath taking, and I knew she already made Mandy's enemy from the way Mandy was glaring in her direction every few seconds.

She had long, Brown curly hair cascading down her back and she was quite tall, but not taller than me. I was about 6"3 so she must have been about 5"7. Taller than most girls. She was quite tanned and definately had a good sense of style. She wore some denim blue ripped jeans with a white shirt that had a few cut outs at the bottom with a leather jacket and some small white heels. She had these bright green eyes. The most beautiful I had ever seen. She had high cheekbones and plump lips. She had a narrow waist yet all the right curves in the right places.

She was actually really gorgeous.

"And that's... Hey Tyrell!" Mandy called out, breaking my gaze from the gorgeous girl beside her.

"Hey Mandy" I say, wincing slightly at her voice.

The girl beside her did also and i saw her look at me before rolling her eyes.

Okay?

"How are you?" She asked, looking my up and down before twirling a piece of her brown hair around her finger.

"Fine" I say bluntly.

She is one of the many girls who don't understand when I say no. For that reason only, my respect I had for her, vanished.

"Mandy, as much as I'm loving this conversation. I need to get to class." The girl says sarcastically. She had a strong British accent.

"Shut up Charlotte!" She hissed and Charlotte glared at Mandy through her lashes.

"Then take me to my class!" Charlotte demands, her voice is angelic yet demanding and i could listen to it all day.