Chapter 3

Hinatas POV

I rushed home after the kick. I was so worried I was going to be late. Father hates it when I'm late. I don't want another beating.

I ran in from the back door, then up to my room. I looked at the clock 5:01. 'Shit' I thought. I heard a door open behind me. "Hinata. You are one minute late. You know what that means," I heard the bitch say.

I saw his hand and felt the pulsing pain on my cheek. Then again, and again. I tried not to cry in front of him. When I do I get twice the number of hits.

The last one hurt the most. It was a kick to my side. "Don't be late again," He said walking out and slamming the door.

I cried, and cried. I just laid there on the floor with pain pulsing through me. I got up, slowly, and walked into my bathroom. I ran a bath, and stayed in till it turned ice cold.

It numbs the bruises. After I got dressed I walked into the kitchen. I don't eat dinner with my 'family'. I eat by myself or with the maids.

I grabbed some soup from the pot and walked back to my room with a juice box. I sat at my desk and just did what I usually do. Studied. I promised my mother that I would study hard for her. Since it was my fault she died.

After, I got ready for bed. I had to be careful not to hurt my bruises. I made sure my alarm was set and went to bed. "Goodnight." I said quietly to my room, and drifted off to sleep.

AN: Hey guys sorry this is short but I fractured my finger and it's hard to type so this is what happens to Hinata when she gets home. I'll try writing some more for you. But hope u enjoy!