My name is Ava
I hide secrets that could flip my world upside down, Literally.
no one knows.
and I'd like to keep it that way.
that is a promise, i made and i will never break.
Struggling to stay sane, calm, and blank when I'm bound to live with my...
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Chapter Six Ava
Next morning i woke up to my alarm screaming at me to wake up. I groaned as i stretched my limbs while heading towards the bathroom. I brushed my teeth then changed into my gym cloth.
Five minutes later i was heading towards the gym at 5am, everyone was still asleep. The house was all quiet except Lucas's snoring that could be heard in Antarctica.
I did my usual routine in the gym but got too carried away on the punching bag.
Punch
Useless.
Kick
Brat
Punch
Bitch
Punch
Whore
Punch
Slut
Punch
Ungrateful piece of shit
Punch
Punch
Punch
Punch
Punch
I finally stopped when the punching bag's insides dropped to the cold tiled floor. I shook my head clearing the memories from my head, i lost control again. This isn't good, i raised my hands to remove the sweat but quickly stopped midway when a wave of pain hit my knuckles.
I looked down to see almost my whole hand bloodied, probably leaving scars.
Fucking hell.
I groaned thinking I'll have to go get the first aid kit.
I went to some random cabin and started searching for it. i finally find it hidden somewhere behind all the boxing gloves.
I pulled out the disinfection and poured it straight from the bottle on my hand not even thinking twice before doing it. A small ting of pain hit me but i wasn't bothered enough to care. When i was finished cleaning the dried blood i bandaged my hands and got up.
i checked the time on my phone and found it's already 7:30. I walked lazily across the mansion until finally reaching my room, on the way i noticed all of them are up and in the kitchen.
