Hey everyone. So as some of you know I have put my other story on hold and well the story just isn't clicking with me anymore but this idea in this story really is clicking and I put a lot of work into this story so I hope you like it :) (::)
Disclaimer- Um wait did some of you really think I was Rick?! OMG! Yippe! Wait a minute you guys thought I was a middle aged guy? Ewwwwwwwww! Nevermind -shudder- Just read the story...
Ella Olympia is a thirteen year-old teenager who had a serious case of abuse and heartbreak in her life. And, this is her life story...
~~~~~~~Short Back story~~~~~~~
Ella pretty much hated her life from the beginning.
Now that wasn't to say she didn't enjoy some things in life. But, there were very few things that ever made her feel happy.
Her life started in August when she was born to her mother, Hannah and her Father. Whatever his name was. Her mom had never told her what his name was. That irritated her but who was she going to tell?
Her mother had died when she was eight and now she lived with an abusive step-dad, Joe. Oh and if she brought up her mom or her dad up to him the beatings would just increase.
Long story short she didn't talk much about her family. No matter how much she desperately craved answers about her past she never would ask. If someone told her that was just fine but she would not spark up that conversation.
Ella now lived in a trashy apartment with her step-dad, not even going to school anymore. She learned to live this trashy life always crying herself to sleep.
Sometimes all Ella wanted to do was scream. Scream until her lungs collapsed. If only it were that easy. Most likely she wouldn't get the privilege of dying with dignity. She knew that she would probably die at the hands of her step-father. She knew this, bitterly.
~~~~~~~Present time~~~~~~~
Ella yawned tiredly as she stretched standing up from her bed. She went over to her small tub of clothes and picked out a crop top, A pair of faded jeans, and a dark blue hoodie. She had learned to wear clothing that covered her up all of her painful scars and wounds.
She slipped her clothing on then sat back down in her bed with a sigh. The only thing she ever thanked Joe for was not sexually abusing her. but, That sure didn't stop his fist.
Her eyes then caught the sight of a picture on a pile of books next to her bed. She curiously picked up the framed photo that she never noticed.
The picture had a tall man who had very tan skin, was muscular, and had a Hawaiian shirt on. He also had eyes that matched Ella's perfectly. The man was also holding a small baby and smiling down at it. The baby looked so familiar. "Duh" "Its me" She thought silently.
But who on earth was the man? Ella continued staring at the picture confused. It finally hit her like a ton of bricks. It was her real dad. A tear almost slid down her cheek as she thought about it. She never liked to talk about him anyways. It wasn't that she hated him so much she couldn't bear to say his name but she just never knew him and she wanted to. Badly.
Her thoughts and emotions were interrupted by her door flinging open. She quickly hid the picture and looked up to meet the steely, cold, brown eyes of her step-father.
Ella flinched slightly and looked down. Her eyes widened as her chin was forcefully made to look up at him by his meaty hand.
"What do you think you're doing? Go make some food!" He spat and slapped her hard and left the room grumbling. She bit her lip as she stood up and rubbed her now sore cheek.
That was another reason she like not going to school. That way no one would see all her scars and flaws. They were all of course by that jerk Joe.
She bit back her anger and went to the kitchen and started on some eggs. She turned on the heat and began to cook the one egg. She didn't have to worry if that was enough for both of them to eat. She wouldn't be eating. She was rarely ever allowed to eat. Well that explained her anorexic body.
She sighed and plated the eggs and put them on Joe's pile of crap which he called a table. She turned and bit back a gasp as Joe stood inches away from her. He glared at her and grabbed her wrist tightly and slung her almost weightless body at the wall. Her body landed on the wall with a sickening crack. She yelped and closed her eyes.
But He wasn't done. Joe stood over her now kicking her sides hard along with slapping her. She opened her eyes as her vision swarmed with black dots everywhere.
He finally stopped and smirked at her and forcefully made her stand up. He glared at her as she met his eyes painfully. "Go to your room!" He spat angrily pushing her slightly.
She winced as she stumbled off to her room. She breathed quickly as she shut her door then went to the bathroom that was connected to her own room. She sighed before lifting her shirt up to check where it hurt the most. She almost puked when she saw a sickly purple color flooding her ribcage area.
She bit her lip as she let her hoodie drop so it covered her chest again. She gulped slightly and walked to her window while biting her lip to keep from screaming out in pain.
She nearly fell over in surprise as suddenly she heard loud sirens outside. She opened her door slightly and saw the front door being busted down and cops flooding in the house and handcuffed a startled Joe. "Your drug business has been shut down Joe Coggan." A cop growled at him.
She only stood and stared wide-eyed. She opened her door more as she heard the police yell out "Is anyone else in here?".
One cop spotted her and then all the attention was brought over to the thirteen year-old as Joe was ushered out of the house.
She winced as so many people asked if she was okay and if she was alright. She just shook her head as if in a daze. That was the last thing she remembered before being taken out of the house herself and being put in a different cop car.
~~~~~~~A couple hours later~~~~~~~
Ella remembered waking up in a chair in a big office. No dought she had probably passed out in the cop car. She looked around the office and saw about five cops talked to someone who she couldn't see clearly. The reason being she didn't have the best eyesight but did Joe ever care to go see about her eyes? No.
She looked around the room more and saw the room was mostly white with dark black chairs along with the one she was sitting in about fifteen feet away from the cops and mystery man. Yeah, that was how big this room kept quite and listened to the cops silently.
"She will now be in your full custody" One cop confirmed to the man. The man nodded "So when can she go home?" The man said home as if it was a new word to him. "When she goes down to the clinic down the hall. The doctor wanted to check her to see if abuse took place." Another cop answered. "We'll leave you two alone for a moment." A female officer stated gently.
Ella could tell that they were talking about her but who was the man? And why would he get custody of her? Were they going to see all her scars and bruises? These questions overwhelmed her mind.
She watched the man as he came closer to her. She could now see his face and eyes. His eyes. Sea green clashed with sea green. Ella knew in a flash who this man was. It was the man in the picture. It was her father.
I really wanted to stop there but I want my goal to be two thousand or more words each chapter. And btw the reason Joe gets arrested is because of drugs not anything else. Well here we go...
The man didn't come too close to her but she could now see him clearly. For a while it was just the sound of the cops boots clacking on the tile floor as all five trickled out of the room and left man and girl alone.
Ella shifted nervously in the black chair. She looked up at him meeting his eyes.
"Hello." He stated stepping closer to her. "Hi." She said quickly looking away only slightly. "I'm-" He started "I know who you are." She said quickly interrupting him. "Sorry" She flinched looking down. The man didn't seem to get mad at her only curious. "How?" He asked her after a minute of silent.
She was embaressed but told him anyways "I saw a picture and guessed." She said looking back up at the man. "I don't know your name or anything just who you are" She said akwardly.
"Poseidon." He said after another moment of silence. It took her a moment to figure out he was telling her his name.
"Ella.'' She said accepting his hand that he held out to her. She figured he already knew her name but whatever.
She stood up akwardly and shuffled her hands inside of her pocket nervously. "Look, I know I haven't been there for you and i'm sorry but maybe we could start over okay?" He said gently. "Okay" Ella stated simply while nodding.
They both then started to walk towards the door. Ella trailed slightly behind him. He opened the door and both of them stepped out into the busy hallway.
She looked around as they walked down the long hallway. Less and less people were in the hallway as they made their way to the room the officer told them.
They finally walked into a smaller room which basically looked like a doctors office room. She took in a sharp intake as a woman in a white lab coat turned and smiled cheerfully at her. "Hello!" She said loudly. Way to perky. Ella didn't say anything but Poseidon said "Hi." As they walked into the small room.
The woman smiled once more and grabbed Ella's arm gently and Ella held back a wince. The lady brought her over to a white chair and sat her down. Ella glared at the woman as she turned away. She bit back her current anger as she came back to her.
The woman then hooked up some cords to her that led to a lie detector. Oh just great. "Now this isn't to prove you wrong just to see what we need to do to the man in jail." She said still smiling.
"Now lets begin" She said sitting down in front of her.
"Is your name Ella Olympia?" "Yes"
"Are you thirteen?" "Yes"
"Did you used to like with a man by the name of Joe Coggan?" "Yes"
"Did Joe Coggan abuse you?" Ella didn't answer. She had noticed every time she said an answer before the line stayed pretty straight. "Um... No?" She said quickly. Now the stupid line was all over the page. She knew her new-found dad was in the room and did she really want to announce that she had been abused? No, not at all.
Ella sighed as the woman unconnected her to the machine. 'Well um," The woman cleared her throat, "You two can go home now must have been a long day." She said finally as she walked out with the paper in her hand.
Ella looked up and saw her father staring at her. She shifted uncomfortably as she stood up. "Come on" He finally said in a quiet voice as he led her outside to his car. Ella wanted to beat that stupid woman and her machine up as she clenched and unclenched her hands madly. She felt a strong hand on her shoulder and looked over to see her fathers hand. She looked away slightly as she slipped into the car. She calmed down as she breathed slightly more normally.