Aria Romano. 19 years old use to the word of crime and violence. Growing up Aria was the sort of child who had to care for herself. She never knew her biological parents so she lived most of her life in the care system. At the age of 14 she was kick...
It was a gloomy day just how I liked it. Some may say I'm cold hearted where others may say I'm an overall bitch but to the people I love I am a person who needs love and affection. Growing up I never had the best childhood. I was placed into foster care when my parents didn't want me. All I knew about my biological family were that they were bad people who didn't deserve to live. I didn't know much as not many people would be friend them as they were "weirdos".
Once I was forced to grow up on my own I decided to street fight and live in an apartment with my two best friends. Layla and Jackson have always been my rock when I had hard times they were the people who were by me and that's why I, I would always take a bullet for them and the same goes for them.
As I arrived into my cosy apartment I was greeted with 2 baboons jumping on top of me feathering kisses on my face. "Get of me you big baboons". Jackson chuckled whilst removing himself of me whereas Layla faked a cry and put her hand on her head saying "wow I'm offended right now and I thought you loved me". I would never admit that i loved these pairs more than life itself but they always knew by how much i would protect them. I was always the girl who liked rainy day and black for everything. My bedroom was black as well as most of my clothes.
As I went up to change I opened my door to my warm and dark room.
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I got changed into a pair of silk matching pyjama short and t-shirt. I was never the type of person to fantasise about love but I always wanted that one person you come home to and cuddle up to on the sofa but nobody really knew i wanted that because I kept my cold dark personality. People who were like me could see through me though if I came across a person who was just like me I know they could tell I was a person who needed love and affection as well as them.
I never had a boyfriend in my time. Yes I had male attention but I never payed attention. It didn't take a genius to figure out I was the girl who had the curves, dark brown hair, green eyes and tan skin which would make men fall to their knees but that was their problem not mine. I was a fairly short girl at the height 5"7. I wasn't a virgin I had my fair share of one night stands but I wouldn't count myself as a slut like this blonde haired bimbos with the boobs hanging out and full of plastic with minimum clothing on. I liked me. Simple.
I laid in bed thinking about my life and how I hate it. I was abused physically, emotionally and sexually. I have nightmares every night of my Old life. Whenever I'd wake up from a nightmare I'd find my bed sheets full of sweat and I'd never get a good sleep. I had max 4 hours every night I was use to it so I didn't mind.
I needed rest for tomorrow because when I wake up I will train for 3 hours until my match against an imbecile in the ring. We'll see what fate brings me! With that last though I fell asleep waiting for the monsters to haunt my dreams.
I got changed into a pair of black leggings and a grey sports bra with my training shoes and I just threw on a black hoodie. It was going to be a very long day.
