heyy took a while to update but its finelly here :)
still don't own Twilight D:
I guess you could say that my life is a little different to some peoples, harder or more confusing but it was how I was bought up its all I ever knew. I didn't know that your dad wasn't supposed to hit you if you didn't do something as little as put the pepper on the table, I didn't know that other dads didn't drink that much and I didn't know that what dad was doing was illegal. I thought nothing of it and just went on living what I thought was a normal life.
My mum was an alcoholic and died when I was 10. After that dad just went crazy, he started doing drugs and came home with his eyes blood shot. I eventually found out that he was trying to kill himself so he wouldn't have to go through the pain of living without her. It was that night that I convinced him to stop, that I was in his life as well and that I needed him. He was the only family I had left. I knew that dad loved her so I tried making his life as easy a possible by doing more house work and occasionally making him breakfast in bed but it wasn't enough he still went out drinking every night and came home so late that I had to start making my own dinner as well.
It was when I turned 12 that the abuse started getting really bad. At this age he had me making breakfast, lunch and dinner not only for me but for him as well. I couldn't ever go over to peoples houses because I had to be home to make his dinner otherwise I would get beaten. If I wasn't there he would punch or kick me until I was on the floor in pain not being able to move because I was either to scared to or was in so much pain that I couldn't.
Now I am 17 and am still going by the same routine. Unlike every other teenage girl or any other human being for that matter, I actually like school it is my only get away the only place were I am actually safe.
I was sitting in my usual spot in the cafeteria minding my own business, I wasn't exactly popular and no body sat with me during our 'brakes' so I usually spent this time studying. No one came up to me because they were all scared of me. They had seen my bruises from Charlie but never expected that it was from abuse seen as though my father Charlie was known for being the great chef of police. Everyone thought I had got into some street fight and there were heaps of rumours like, I almost killed a man in a fight until Charlie pulled me off or I accidently fell on some guys girlfriend and he got so annoyed that he through me on the ground and kicked me till I bled. A verity was made up to explain my bruised arms and legs, my broken ribs and aching muscles and the occasional blood stained face but none of them were true and I couldn't tell anybody the truth because⦠well his my dad. I was scared to tell people what was happening to me and I just lived with it hoping that he would eventually see that I am his daughter and that I should be important to him, but that never happened.
I remember when one night he had hurt me so badly. Even now thinking about it made a shiver run down my somewhat crooked spine.
Flash back
Last night Charlie abused me really badly I still had bruises every were, my muscles were aching like crazy and my face was still blood stained. I went to sit at my usual spot in biology and waited for class to start. I heard the set next to me move and I looked up to smile and who ever was lucky enough to sit next to me but it was a bad idea to show them my face. They looked at me in horror when they saw the blood stains and then looked over the rest of my body and saw all the bruises. They ran away and started telling their friend immediately and that's when the rumours started. From then on no one sat next to me or even talked to me there was always a space between me and the person standing next to me and no one ever looked at me for to long.
End Flash Back
I pulled my mind from the past and into the present. It was then that I suddenly heard a lot of whispers. I calmly placed my hand on my back to see if they could tell that my spine wasn't in the right shape but my clothes were all in the normal spot. My baggy jumper and trackies practically covering my whole body. I turned around to what they were all talking about, and then I saw him. An amazing boy walking through the cafeteria. He had sexy bronze bed hair and amazing green eyes, I couldn't help but to stare at him until his eyes met mine and I looked away feeling the redness burst over my cheeks. I couldn't help myself and I peeked up at him only to find that he was still starring at me. I once again checked that I was completely covered and everything was correct. Why was he starring at me? I had no idea, I wasn't interesting or pretty like any of they other girls. Why me?
so what did you think?
review?... or not
