Chapter One: Welcome to my nightmare

I live in a never ending nightmare. And my parents damn well know it. Hell, there the entire reason on why my life is a nightmare. It's the same routine every single day, I go to school, head home, and then get the living day lights beaten out of me. Your probably thinking why I havn't I fought back? Well I have always feared what would they do to me if I ever did stand up for myself. So I just always lay there on our marble floor trying to get to some kind of happy place.

Hello there everybody. My name is Rin Otomori and my parents, well lets just say there some really wealthy people. Are my insane parents who get a thrill out of making there only child and futur- well ex future heir to my fathers company live in constant pain and suffering. They would probably scare off my friends, if I had any for that matter. I always have been a loner my whole life, always keeping to myself and never trusting nobody.

I slowly looked up to my parents, as they both took turns kicking my in the stomach, standing over me with a horrible smirk plastered on there face, my mother soon bent down rasing her hand before slapping me a few times on the face. Leaving a bright red mark. I didn't scream, I didn't wimper, no matter how much I wanted to. Though in result my mother just gave me another slap trying to get a reaction out of me, resulting in me getting a busted lip, I could soon then taste the warm red matallic liquid slipping into my mouth. Something I grew acustomed to tasting over the years.

I clinched my purple eyes tightly swallowing the blood that was in my mouth, trying to contain the vomit that wanted to escape from my stomach due to the nonstop kicking. I tried to move my hands over my ears to block out the now laughter emitting from my parents. The people that were supposed to give me love, and always be there and support me. I wondered if I ever done something wrong to diserve parents that used me as there personal punching bag.

I came to terms growing up that I was all alone in this world, and that god couldn't exsist. Nobody could possibly even help me. I even wondered if my other family members knew what went on inside of these walls. My brown bangs fell into my face as I just couldn't hold it back any longer and the tears slowly let themselfs trickle down my cheeks, I just want someone to help me escape this nightmare! My parents soon smirked seeing me finally breaking down giving me one final kick in the stomach each, making me gasp and scream out in pain. My mother spit on me once before my parents left our mansion leving me on the floor.

I coughed out onto the floor, traces of crimson blood splattered onto the marble. I wiped my mouth pulling myself up, I pulled my blue hoodie seeing that my entire stomach was starting to turn into one ginat purple bruise. I bit my lip hoping I wouldn't be dying from internal bleeding or something. Though it wouldn't matter, no one would care. I sighed as I wiped the blood with my sleeve off the floor as I pulled myself up and weakly climbed the stairs to my bedroom. I locked the door and fell onto my bed.

"Tomarrow is my first day at Ouran Acadmey, why do my parents send me to such a good school if they don't give a shit about me?"

The thought flowed through my head as I let my eyes droop close, I mean they told me since my mother is apparently expecting another child that they will be the future heir. Since I can't do anything right, yet I have always excelled in almost everything, expect kendo, and math. But I was good at playing the violin, and piano. And I was extremely good at ballet. But they never made my parents happy, I just want them to be proud of me, I want to be loved. Soon I let darkness overcome me and let myself drift into a restless slumber.