Broken boy.

Chapter Two

[Quickly edited.]

*Wynter's pov*

It's been a year and a few months since I haven't seen or heard from my brothers. It made me wonder if they knew father was going to take me. Did they put on a show, to pretend that they'd miss me when he would take me away? I wouldn't be surprised.

Today's my birthday but it feels like a regular boring day. I find it kind of weird since I'm used to doing something with my brothers or with my mother but whatever. It's okay..

Father and the step family weren't here when I woke up. There was a note on my nightstand with a vanilla cupcake. (Last night Olivia told me she would bake me a cupcake with her older brother for my 17th birthday.) They all left for Cuba. You would think that maybe they would take me with them.

I surprisingly was okay with it. I mean, being alone was something I try to take advantage of, especially since my father isn't around. He's gotten worse with me to the point where it hurts to stand, to move.

Seth wasn't any help either but that was okay since he never means it when he hurts me.

Speaking of Seth, he surprised me by coming over with a hand full of roses and a Disney movie. He was really sweet when he wanted to be. It actually put a real smile on my face.

My Birthday was okay in the end. Seth and I baked a cake, watched a movie and made love. I couldn't ask for anything more.

Well, actually. I would ask for my brothers but it's obvious that they didn't need me.

About a month later, father caught Seth and I in bed. Not only was I embarrassed but I was terrified. He pulled Seth off of me and started beating him to a pulp, he was yelling while I was screaming, begging him to stop.

With blurry eyes, I remember my father throwing Seth out of the house with his clothes. Then he turned to me.

Let's just say I had to spend a few days in the hospital.

After that incident, Seth wasn't allowed over again and I always had to go home after school. We were only allowed to see each other during school hours which sucked for the both of us but nonetheless, he didn't leave me.

Some days we would ditch and have our dates then. I remember when we went to the movies, he wanted us to have sex in the bathroom but I told him I didn't want to. Either way, he threw me into one of the stalls and hit me. Then Seth apologized and I gave in. I always end up caving in for him.

"Wynter get your ass down here right now!" My fathers voice boomed, traveling up the stairs into my room.

When I got downstairs I instantly knew I was in trouble. My fathers eyes burned with fire and he was tense. Supposedly the school called, letting him know I missed a couple of days this month.

I was petrified.

Not only did he yell at me, beat me and rape me. He pulled me out of school and took my phone away. I was told to stay in my room until he said I was allowed out. He locked my door from the outside so I wasn't able to sneak out even if I wanted to.

I was on my own. The only thing I'm missing to make this sound like a Disney movie, is really long hair.

Father would keep me in my room for days. I wouldn't be given any food whatsoever. Lucky for me, I had my own bathroom so I was able to keep up with my hygiene.

Maybe two weeks later, Seth showed up at my window. He was shocked and angry that my father would do this to me. Seth wanted us to runaway together but I declined. He told me that the offer still stands whenever I want to.

But one day I couldn't take it anymore.

I was tired of the way my father was treating me. So one day, when no one was home. I attempted suicide.

I slit my wrist, downed a bottle of my sleeping pills and sat inside my tub filled with ice cold water. I remember smiling, I was happy that I would finally get away from this mess.

But of course I wasn't lucky to get away from my misery so easily.

My father found me along with Angelica. I don't remember what happened after I blacked out but I do know that I woke up in the hospital. Father started yelling at me as soon as I woke up and he had to be escorted out.

Why couldn't he just left me there to die? He doesn't need me. Nobody freaking needs me. But yet, he saved me just so he can make me live a miserable life.

Once we got home I was in for it.

But that night, when I got back. Seth was there and he comforted me, bringing up that idea for us to runaway. And for once, I actually thought about it.

Maybe I should.
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A/N: My poor baby.</3 Please vote and comment!<3