A Girl Worth Saving.

Hey Guys! This is my first time publishing on wattpad! i hope you enjoy the first chapter of A Girl Worth Saving :D This chapter gives you a little insight to what the books about, but you wont find about the main theme of the book until later :D HAHAHA! please comment and tell me what you think, i'd apreciate it tons! oh and the cover for the book is not permanent, my friends making me one...its supposed to be a surprise but i just wanted to hurry and post!

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TheEliGirl.

Prolouge

It all started when I was five. It was April 13th 2000, what was supposed to be the six year wedding anniversary of my parents. It also marked the month they divorced, the day i only lived with my mom, the last time i saw my dad and worst of all, teh time my mom met Nick.

Chapter One

"The beginning"

Eleven years later.

"Elivia! Are you done with dinner yet?" screamed a voice i hated with a passion. "NOW! What the hell is taking so long?" I tried to hurry cooking the chicken my mom had bought yesterday. She has to work, so now im stuck cooking for the monster that invaded my house so long ago. When it was done i plopped it onto a bright blue,smooth, round plate. I quickened my step and sped into the dining room to see him.

He was a nasty, gross looking man. What did my mom see in him? HIs hair was bright red and hung just past his shoulders, sprawled out on his stained white t-shirt, his big belly toppled over his kahki shorts aswell. "Discusting" i mumbled under my breath. Not paying attention or slowing my pace, my foot caught the leg of a wooden chair that wasn't pushed under the table correctly and i tripped. I landed hard on my cold wooden floor, the plate and food that resided on it did the same."You stupid bitch! Clean it up now! And why don't you watch where your going next time dumbass?" yelled the person that made my life hell.

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Nick Eldensfeild. He is a fourty one year old man. My mom married him 10 years ago,only a year after my parents got divorced. She doesnt know what he does to me, or what i get put through everyday. He only does the things he does when she's gone, so she wont leave him. It's like he enjoys watching me suffer. I'm terrified.

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"Stop yelling at me!" i knew right then that i had said the wrong thing. I've never had the courage to say something back when he was yelling at me, but this time i couldn't control myself. Nick pushed the chair he was sitting in a foot or two back and smiled. He made his way over to me. I was still in the process of getting up from off of the floor when he whispered in my ear. "What did you say?" He repeated the phrase three more times, each one louder than the one before. He reached his hand down and grabbed my dark brown hair and yanked my head up so my eyes were in line with his.

I could see the anger that was coming from his face. His face was beginning to turn as red as his hair, and his yellow teeth teeth showed under his lips when he snarled at me. "Your gonna wish you were never born Elivia."...And that's when i spit in his face. "AGHHHHH!" he screamed. Why did I do that? NIck wiped the saliva from his face and stood up with my hair still clenched in his fist.

His other hand was opened, he pull it back and released it's fury on my face. At first I didn't feel it, but after a few seconds I could feel my skin burning and tingling. Before I had enough time to feel my face, his hand was pulled back again, only this time it was in a ball and aimed for my stomach. When his fist made contact, I had to gasp for air, I couldn't breathe.

I pulled away from him and ran upstairs to my room nearly falling back down, because the stairs were slippery and not accustomed to my speed. I knew he wouldnt chase me because he doesn't want me to have any noticeable marks on my face that my mom or anyone else would see. The pain in my stomach felt like I was being punched over and over again. I was reliving my abuse, it wouldn't go away. I fell onto my bed, crawled in to a ball and started crying. I just can't take it anymore!

I layed in silence for a couple of minutes, just looking around my room. Then something caught my eye, a yellow pencil sharpener. I unraveled myself from the postion I was in and sat up. I stared at the object for a minute, deciding whether I should do the thing I was thinking about doing with it. I know it wont take away my physical pain, it would probably make it worse. I just want to escape from this place, I want the pain in the inside to go away.

I got up, finally making my decision and walked a couple of feet to my dresser, where the sharpener and other nik naks layed. "You've got this Elivia." I said to myself. I grabbed the pencil sharpener and hit it against my dresser. It took a couple of trys before the thing began to break. I gave it one last bang and it snapped in half. I pulled the shiny razor that was hidden inside the broken plastic out. "Don't cry. Be strong." I repeated that saying in my head while it was being over whelmed with the thought of what just happened, and what I was about to do.

I fell to my floor landing on my knees. I examined my pale arms, almost white as paper. I began to inhale while one single tear managed to fall from my eye. It landed on the spot where the blade slid across and mixed with the blood that escaped from my body. I could feel more than just one tear falling from my face, and I proved myself right when I saw that my arms where covered with more than just blood.