Hayley POV
Another night hardly any sleep. Because another nightmare, great it's 4 a.m. perfect time to get up. I take off the old worn-out blanket I call a bed.
I am Hayley Storm 15. Black hair and grey eyes I don't know my real parents, it's been orphanage to orphanage to foster homes all were shit experiences I have had to bear.
So before my asshole of foster parents get up. I hop in the shower and clean the blood and cuts from last night's beating. By all so lovely Greg and Susan. I get changed into a big black jumper and a dirty pair of black jeans, so nobody can tell if the bandages leaked, this is complimented by my lovely black combat boots.
I go down the worn stairs and to the kitchen to make an all-so-lovely breakfast, just cereal. "Bitch bring me my breakfast now," said Susan. I quickly brought it to them and grabbed my bag but before I went a hand pulled me back. Someone kicked my stomach then logged a piece of glass into my thigh, Greg the bastard. A single tear dropped from my cheek, onto the wound. They both act as if I don't even exist, they just leave me and rush out of the house probably to get drunk, just my luck. I take the glass out and bandage it, luckily I've still got a decent pair of jeans, got an extra rip in them now! Still, I pop 2 painkillers and hide it with a bandage, luckily the blood doesn't show in the blackness of the jeans.
Shit school start at 8:30 I run out of the house not before picking up my bag and ahead to the place I'd rather be than home. Anything's better than that place!
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FanfictionHayley storm lives with abusive foster parents how did she end up with them. Will she find her own family and secrets yet to be uncovered. ⚠️mention of rape, swearing, verbal and physical abuse This book is on hold from now and the foreseeable futu...
