Never Gonna Happen
Chapter One
"It's never going to happen," she thought, as she looked around herself at all the couples. "Never ever. Not to me. Especially if we move around so much."
Gabriella Montez was your average seventeen year old senior. Well almost your average seventeen year old – every year to ten months her father would lose his job and they would have to move to find a new one. Her mother work for an international law firm that had a firm in nearly every major city in America so she could work from anywhere.
In elementary school, middle school and high school. Gabriela had done every grade in a different school. It never gave her enough time to settle down, to make friends and when she was thirteen she decided there was no point.
Her father was a horrible man, when he wasn't working he was half drunk and when he wasn't drunk he was hurling insults mostly at Gabriella because her mum worked late and avoided them. Her mother refused to leave her father because she loved him – partially, it was beginning to dwindle slightly. Gabriella hoped that her mother wouldn't divorce and leave her father. Because Gabriella knew she would probably get left alone. Anyway enough about her parents rocky marriage because at this rate Gabriella felt far behind in anything involving romance – except for books and films. She was seventeen never had a boyfriend and never been kissed – it made her feel like a loser. She knew she wasn't because she knew there were girls, women even older than who had never experienced anything. But she wanted to experience that, she wanted to feel special.
However she knew that she couldn't let people in because of moving so much, because of being a geek and because of her fathers hateful comments. Her father had wanted a boy- some days she wasn't even sure he was her father. When they had found out Gabriella was a girl, when she born her father was son convinced it was a boy that they hadn't wanted to know the gender, he had changed. He cared for her in the first thirteen years of her life. She aimed to please him, played basketball and was a tomboy. But the puberty hit, she got breasts and a period she wasn't his little tomboy anymore. She was growing into a women and it was proper for her to be a tomboy, he said so himself, then resent it when she started wearing dresses and make up etc. He started saying no one would want if she was so fat, she was ugly and not to eat so much. So her self esteem was shot before she even got to school, there she was labelled a nerd and that bottomed her self esteem. She was a shy, quiet spoke girl who kept to herself and stayed out of trouble. She had nothing to look forward to except going to college and escaping her father. Once she was free of him she could hopefully set up a new life. Once she was out of that house, out of his clutches – his claws, his scratching claws that left stinging wounds across her heart. Once she was out the was no way in hell she was every going back.
But for now she was seventeen, she was living his roof so she had to follow his rules and listen to his deep daggering insults that kept breaking the looses stitches in her heart. Music soothed her soul and fixed her words. It made her feel confident and strong it sewed together her wounds but then he would come with his knife edged words and slice right though that thread, breaking ever strand.
She was an emotional damage girl who just needed to feel loved but never thought she would be. She never thought that could happened to her.
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Gabriella Somerfield