scars

part 1

bellas pov:

ughh i dont wanna get up
"wake up and get your ass down here you lazy bitch"
and with that sentence im up. let me introduce myself, im bella james and im 17. well your probabaly wondering who was shouting at me, its my so called father, hes been abusing me and my 11 year old brother, alexander, since our mother died. me and my brother live with our father and stepmum in a small house, that smells of alcohol the majority of the time. my life isnt at all that great i wake up get beat and take my brothers beatings so he doesnt have to, make breakfast for my father and my stepmum, sneak something for my brother to eat, get ready to go to my school Kingston high with my brother have a bad day per usual, go back home cook tea and get beat, put my brother to sleep and try to get some sleep myself. then the same thing happens the next day. anyway that's enough about me and my life.

I quickly get dressed and go downstairs to make breakfast.
"oi bitch me and your dad want a full english breakfast, and do it fast we dont want to be late because of you" i get told by my stepmum charlotte as soon as i get down the stairs, i dont bother saying anything i just rush straight to the kitchen and start cooking. once ive finished i place the plates on the table infront of them. just as im about to rush upstairs my hair gets yanked and i fall backwards onto the floor.
"forgetting something?" my father grins at me, I realise I forgot the drinks and cutlery, my eyes widen knowing what's going to happen. next thing I know I'm thrown across the room and getting beaten yet again, hes throwing punches, kicks,  everything until charlotte decides it's her turn and she starts slapping me, scratching me and pulling my hair. after they've finished beating the literal shit out of me I go upstairs to wake up my brother and tell him to get dressed.
"alex, little man, you need to get up and get read for school or we're going to be late" I croak out to my little brother, once I know hes awake i go to the bathroom and put some makeup on so no one can see all the bruises and cuts on my face. coming back out.
"you ready alex?"
"yes, are you okay bells?"
"yeah I'm okay little man just hurting a little but dont worry about me its alright" I say reassuring him. "here I got you some food bud"
"thanks sis!"
"okay off we go or we are going to be late to school" we rush downstairs and walk slowly with me having a limp again, no supprises, when we arrive at school alex goes to his friends while I walk in and go to the library. my favourite place in the school, I like it in here because it's quite and no one comes in here meaning no one will disturb me. I usually stay here until the bell goes.

I'm walking to my second class which I'm dreading because the popular girl is in this class and she always picks on me and I cant be bothered, she always picks on my limp or the fact that I have a busted lip and sometimes even my looks or how I act, shes honestly so pathetic I dont understand why shes so popular shes horrible. when i get to the class i walk and sit at the back of the classroom waiting for it to gradually fill up.
and in she comes the pathetic, spoilt brat, flicking her hair thinking she looks so cool in her short skirt and belly top. she says hello to her friends and filling them in on the "amazing" things that have managed to happen over night. and over she comes with her pathetic little gang.
"guys look its the fat, lonely freak again. aw you got no friends to sit by, your so pathetic. haha omg look at you got a busted lip again honestly your so ugly." there she goes with her insults again, and little does she know im far from fat, i dont give her the time of day.
"aw got nothing to say, haha, lets go girls" and off she goes with her pets. they go sit down in their normal seats just as the professor comes walking through the door. and on drags the class just like any other.

its lunch and im sat at my usual table waching my brother eat and laugh with his friends, and no im not jealous, im glad hes made some friends that can make him happy, im glad he can atleast have some fun before we go back to our hell hole of a house, when we get back our father is probabaly going to be drunk which means my beating is probably going to be worse, but i dont mind as long as its not my brother getting hurt. im brought out of my thoughts by hearing a chair scratch the floor, which is really odd becuase no one ever sits at this table. i turn and look forward to see mia johnson, the girl who is kind to everyone no matter who they are, sat infront of me with a big toothy smile on her face. hmm at least shes happy.
"heyy I just thought I'd come sit here with you today as you were by yourself and you were kinda zoned out" she says being kind per usual.
"oh um yeah that's fine aha" I'm so awkward when it comes to talking to some people.
"so how are you"
"oh I'm good, ah what class do you have next" I say trying to make conversation.
"oh I have science, I think we have it together! want to walk together?"
"uh sure" walking to class we talked about our lessons and teachers.

it's the end of school and I'm waiting for my brother to come out with his friends, when he does he talks to his friends for a while before we start to walk home. talking about our day at school we eventually get home and here we are back at this hell hole.

hey guys!! this was my first chapter how was it?! please comment any advice or things you think i should do to make if better! sorry if this chapter isnt very good, I tried my best. byeeeee