His broken Angel

Chapter1:smile

BEWARE SIGNS OF ABUSE,SUICIDE AND NEAR RAPE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
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Just don't cry smile, a smile fixes everything. I say to my self while looking at the mirror, the bruises I have are covered up with make up because I didn't want anyone asking questions. Ever since my mother died it has been hell for me, as my father who was very loving and amazing changed over night. His drastic change was what made my life even harder than it was. He started drinking and doing all kinds of drugs and when he came home I would be the one who the hits because I looked like my mother.
I moved out eventually when I turned eighteen but he found me and beat me half to death. When he was sober he apologized and made me promise I would not be like my mother and leave him.
Then he transferred my account to his name ensuring that I depended on him for things. Even though I work two jobs to support the both of us he doesn't seem to care any more, he even stopped apologizing whenever he hit me.
I put on a tough front because I don't like to be pittied, I don't like the look people give me when they find about my predicament. I hate my self for letting a low life like my father rule over me the way he did but I couldn't do any about it.
My father works for the most feard and dangerous man in the world, I have heard rumors about him.
He is the richest man who ever lived, how he acquired that wealth no one knows and If you know you simply vanish without a trace never to be found. Nothing was ever pinned on him because they never had evidence, now that is a man to fear. And my father used that fear to his advantage, he  threatened to have my mothers parents killed, I loved my grand parents and I didn't want any harm to come to them so I did what ever he wanted.

With every thing ready I grab my bag and walk out the door to start my day hopefully it will be a pleasant day. Who am I kidding it never is just a pleasant day not for me anyway.

I walk into the restaurant I work at twenty minutes late because It took longer than usual to cover up the bruises thus leading to the bus leaving me and I didn't have enough money to get a cab so I ran to work getting there all sweaty and late.
"your late again, one more time rose and you can find another job because you will no longer be employed here."

he said giving me the nasty eyes. My boss is a big old meanie who treats the employees nastily. He doesn't care as long as he gets paid at the end of the month.
" sorry about him, " my friend Aiden said.
" No worries I'll just try my best to come early from now on."
Today was a slow day, I clocked off at the end of my shift and I was on my way to my next job. Apart from a few guys trying to pay me for sex, nothing major happened.
I got home later and found that my father was not in, I took a shower and as soon as my head hit my pillow it was lights out for me.

I was awoken by rough hand touching me, the roughly massaged my breasts and my butt. Looking up I saw my father looking down at me. I tried to get his hands away but he punched me and grabbed both my hands  with one of his while the other he was trying to open his jeans with, my survival instincts kicked in and I kneed him in the balls and while he was in pain I took that opportunity to run.
I ran for what felt like hours before I stopped at a bridge. Every thing started to register in my mind looking at my self I was only in a spaghetti top and pajama shorts, I was also bare footed. I sat down and tears started to stream down my face as I picture my father's face while he was trying to rape me.
Like a hunger for food I hungered for freedom from this life, looking down an idea pops into my mind may be I can end my misery right now.
I had nothing to live for anyway might as well end it now.
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First chapter is done tell me what you think and please do not be harsh this is only my first book
😊😘See you in the next chapter