Here's the new story I promised! If you haven't read my other story, check it out(: Well, review and tell me what you think! I need 5-10 reviews or I stop writing! Thanks(:

Disclaimer: I don't own HoA, just my ideas and plot(:

Nina's POV

Beeep! Beeeeep! Beeeeeeep! My alarm went off and I instantly hit snooze. I looked at the clock and it read 6:30 AM. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I took a shower then went into my room to pick out an outfit. I looked in my closet and saw 5 shirts. I pulled out a purple shirt and looked at it. It had a giant rip down the side. I tossed it aside. I pulled out my red hollister shirt and put it on. I walked to my dresser and pulled out a pair of skinny jeans with rips on the thighs. I pulled them on then went into the bathroom to blow dry my hair. After 5 minutes, my hair was dry and I was ready to do my make up. I looked in the mirror and stared at the hideous reflection staring back at me. I had a nasty black eye consuming my right eye, and a busted lip. I thought back to the previous night and recalled how I got these things done to me.

*Flashback*

I crept into the house at midnight. I stayed over my friend Jessica's house after school to avoid going home. I saw my Dad on the couch watching TV. It was just me and my dad since my mom died in a car crash a couple years before. I slipped my shoes off and put them by the door. I tried sneaking by the couch and into my room but it was too late. He had seen me.

"Where have you been?" His voice boomed as he turned to look at me.

"I um- I-" I stuttered and tried to collect my words. "I um, went to Jessica's house after school. We had a um- project?"

"Don't lie to me!" He yelled and stood up working his way towards me. I ran to my room but he was on my heels. I opened the door to my room and was about to shut it when he grabbed my ponytail. He dragged me to the living room while I tried to keep my balance. He threw me into the wall as I whimpered in pain. He slapped me across the face and I felt a black eye coming on. He walked away but proceeded to throw the remote at me, which busted my lip. I slumped down against the wall and sulked into my hands. My dad went to the couch and fell asleep. When I heard him snore, I began to walk back to my room. I passed by the coffee table and saw the cocaine spilled across it.

*End flashback*

I look my concealer and covered my black eye. You could see it if you looked closely, but no one would be that close to me. I then used concealer to cover the part of my busted that extended past my lip. I outlined my lips with lip liner and filled them in with soft pink gloss. You couldn't even tell what happens at my house if you first looked at me.

After school I came home and my dad was drunk. As usual. I got the mail and sat at the kitchen table flipping through it. All bills, except for one that was addressed to me. I opened it and saw an acceptance letter from the boarding school in England that I had applied to. It gave me all my information and it had my plane ticket inside. I was scheduled to leave the next day at noon. I was excited. I was finally getting out of hell. I turned to my dad and handed him the letter.

"I got into that boarding school I told you about." I said and smiled. My dad may treat me terrible, but every kid wants to please their parent. He read the letter and frowned.

"Your not going to England." He stated and crumpled the letter. I felt tears sting my eyes and I looked him in the eye.

"Yes, Dad. I am. I'm going to England. Then I will never have to deal with you ever again. You're an abusive drunk and it's not fair for me to live with this crap. I should have turned you in years ago." I spat the words at him and glared but he only laughed.

"Like I've told you a million times, no one will care. You're an idiot girl, and deserve punishment. The police and everyone would agree with me. Not you." He said while he laughed. This made me angry and I just turned and went to my room to pack.

The next morning I didn't bother with make up. There was no reason to hide what my father had done. I put my luggage by the door and went into the living room. It was only 11 oclock and my dad was already drunk.

"I'm leaving." I stated and looked him in the eye.

"Screw you. Just leave. I never loved you anyway. You're a disappointment and a disgrace to this family." He said and waved me away.

"No. Not this time. This is all you. You ran me out. YOU beat me. YOU made me leave. This is all YOU." I said and spun on my heel. I walked to the door and began to bring my bags into the front yard, when I got a beer bottle crashing into my arm. My dad through it at me. There was blood trickling down my arm and bits of glass were sticking out of my skin. I winced and bit back tears and fighting words. I took the last of my suitcases out of the house and slammed the door. And with that, I was on my way to a fresh start in a new country.

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