AUTHOR'S NOTE- Sorry it's so short, I'm working on chapter two to make it a little longer, this is just an introduction to Veronica and her life.
XOXO- Keep Reading- Savanna
I slid on my shoes with bruised feet and a torn up leg. I yelped at the pain that slid from body part to body part before stopping partially. I felt a little pain still in my right leg. My jeans slid over the cuts, making it harder for me to feel my legs. An accidental tear slipped from my eyelid onto my cheekbone, I quietly lifted my finger and swept gracefully at the tear, making sure many more would not come. Why am I dating Chris? I asked myself, wondering maybe if this time I knew why I was. I still had no idea. My thick blonde curls gathered in front of my face as I straigtened out my outfit. I looked around. I covered up the bruises on my face with makeup, and lot of it. I plastered on a fake smile and walked quietly to the door. "Good Morning, Veronica." My mother said to me. I looked at her. "Hi." I said quietly as I opened the fridge door. Ever since he started I have never been the same, never been as loud as I was, never been as wild as I was, never been as happy as I was, when he started abusing me that is. I never really knew why I let him put his hands on me, maybe because I loved him and didn't want to let him go, but still, that's no reason to let someone hurt you mentally and physically. The verbal abbuse came everyday. Things as little as "Stupid Bitch, go die, cut yourself to death, you don't even deserve to live, day after day." , cut me like a saw. Of course, I've heard worse from Chris, but that cuts deep. I cried everynight for three to four hours, never have I ever been like that. My friends left me when they found out I was still dating him. All I have is myself to depend on. My mother's a drunk. I'm having a hard life. I wish sometimes things would get easier but they never seem to. Anyway, back to my story. I grabbed the milk, my hand shaking. I dropped in on the floor. My mother smelled the milk. "OH MY GOD, YOU DID IT AGAIN VERONICA! GET OUT OR I'LL CHOP YOU LIKE A FISH!" she screamed, I smelled the Vodka, that's why I was in trouble. I grabbed my bag and didn't look back as the door slammed behind me. I looked around the empty hallway. It felt like I kept running and never ever stopped. I wanted to get away from it all. But that day, after school I found out news that changed everything forever.