Beatrice POV
I just moved here with Marcus my abusive father. No one would ever guess what he does to me I am silent, I mask my emotions, and I don't let people into my world. I am short with dull blonde hair and dull blue grey eyes. Nothing special I know I am not pretty but I wouldn't say I was ugly either I am just plain. I woke up early this morning like I always do when I have dreams like these they are always of my father beating me. I know I won't be able to get back to sleep its four in the morning and I have to be up at 6:30 to get ready for my first day of hell or as the school is actually called Chicago prep. So I just go for a run I run to forget when ever Marcus pops into my head I run harder I can't handle thinking of him it just breaks me worse than I already am. I have become an empty body when I am with people I mask my emotions so well some days I don't even feel its like I am not in my body anymore. When my mom was around I was so happy she was my sunshine. She protected me from Marcus and got beat herself. Finally she left him but she left me too. I was twelve who leaves a twelve year old with an abusive father. After she left I got depressed nobody knows I still am in Atlanta where I moved from I had one friend Robert he helped me get better or just better at hiding it. When I finally get home it's a little after 6:3o I must have run 7-8 miles. I tried to sneak into the house just to find my father standing by the door with his belt… I think to myself this is going to be the best first day ever can you hear the sarcasm but I say "hello father I am sorry I woke up early and decided to go for a run if you will excuse me I need to shower for school." He obviously had other plans he yanked my arm back when I tried to pass him I will probably have a bruise from where he is holding my forearms. He grabs my by the throat and screams "you ungrateful ugly bitch your mother left us because you were useless she couldn't stand having a daughter as pathetic as you!" My mouth just spoke and after I said it I wished I was never born after I said "then why don't you just put me in foster care they would take care of me better than you do just abusing me all my life!" that is when he punched me in the face and threw me on my butt and took my shirt off and started whipping my stomach and tops of my legs then flipped me over to be laying on my stomach and whipped my back as hard as he could I have learned to stay quite even if I wanted to scream it would get worse. He kicked me then left me laying there in my blood. I finally got up and went to my room and took a cold shower to numb my back and stomach so I might make it through the day. I bandaged my back and stomach as fast as possible and put on leggings and an extremely big black sweatshirt. I put my make up on the cover the bruise that is starting to form on my face from where he punched me and just a little mascara then I rush to put on my combat boots and run to school since I missed the bus and don't have a car because Marcus is to "selfless". When I finally get to school I am surprisingly not late but I am so numb from my lashes and running I will be surprised if I make it through the day when I get to the front office to get my schedule the person looks like very young she had long black hair with bright green eyes she is beautiful. I tell her my name and she gets me my schedule and a map so I can hopefully find my way I start sprinting to first period which happens to be Literature I accidently bump into a tall tan guy with extremely dark brown hair almost black with the most beautiful deep blue eyes I have ever seen I mumble an apology and finally get to class right on time.