You would never know if you just looked at her you would never know that she was hurt. You would never know that she sliced, bruised, choked, hit, and slapped. You would never know that she used to cry herself to sleep after her daily beating session. You would never know that she used to have no friends, and everyone hated her. You would never know that school was more touched then her home most of the time. You would never know if you looked at her now.
Now all you see is a tall, lean, girl with long thick curly black-brown hair passed her waist, hazel doe like eyes, strong cheek bone and her cheeks always had a little bit of a natural blush on them; thick pink lips that looked beautiful apricot skin, even in the dead of winter her skin had a glow.
If you just looked at her you would think she was one of the most beautiful thing you had ever laid eyes on. But if you lifted one of the sleeves on her long sheaved shirt you would wonder. If you saw her in a bathing suit you mind would start to put things together. If you saw her hair up in gym on a Monday you would see something that would make you want to cry. If you just looked at her you would never see the real Ophelia. You had to pray that the real Ophelia would come out just to see but that never happened.
And just like every day she gets up from her bed, her blood soaked bed; she striped her sheets and threw them in the laundry basket. She walked over to the closet and got her favorite army green shirt that had happiness written in small off white letters. Then she glided to her brown dress and pulled out her worn A.N.A jeans with the white stitching and slipped on her old pair of vans and ran out the door hoping her dad had already left. But she was wrong her waited for her at the door.
"OPHELAI!" he wrapped his arm around her. "I think I need a stress reliever." He took a swing at her. "It's okay I know you like them." The only reason he did this was because he blamed her for her mother's death. But he really wasn't her father. Her mom married him three years before she died. "Go to my room now Ophelia, I had a long night and I need some help ." I got out of his grip.
"Dad I have to go." He grabbed her butt. "dad." She tried to get away from him but He slapped her across her face.
"You need to lose wait your butt has gotten too big." He pushed her down but she had enough strength to fight back. She jumped up and ran to her backpack then out the door.
She sat in her car crying. Today was already staring off badly. She drove off as fast as she could she need to leave.
She reached the parking lot. And their stood jasper hale, who Ophelia believed to be the hottest guy ever! His girlfriend Alice left for some reason but oh my god he was sooo hot. He walked in front of her. But she was still going. She was still driving. Her breaks weren't working! And before Ophelia knew it jasper hale was under her car.