y/n was a 4'11 omega. Her life was awful. She was abused and nobody cared for her until they showed up. The popular bad boy and nice guy. The were both 8 foot 10 played football and were alphas.
I'm really hope this book will make people happy.
Y/n's pov My alarm clock went off with a beep beep beep. I get up and sigh as it was my first day of school. I look at my small 4'11 body as I got off the bed. I walk over to my bathroom to start getting ready.
As I look at my bruise covered face I sigh again before getting into the shower. I turn the water on super hot as it's the only way I can shower. After about 30 minutes in the shower I wrap my body up in my pink fluffy snuggly towel.
"Come downstairs now and fix me breakfast you little brat",my abusive dad yells at me.
He's been like this ever since mom died 10 years ago in a car crash. He blames me for it even though I didn't cause it. I know it's because only I survived.
"I SAID NOW!!!!" he yelled at me again.
I didn't want to get beaten so I hurry up to brush my teeth and wash my face. I didn't put makeup on as I was a natural beauty. One thing people admired about me was my big beautiful light blue orbs.
I covered up my bruises and walked over to my small closet to pick some clothes. I decided to pick this outfit.
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hurry to grab my bag and downstairs I went. Luckily I was just in time as my dad was just about to yell at me again.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TAKING SO LONG, I TOLD YOU ABOUT THAT!!!!" he roars at me.
"I-I-I-I didn't mean it" I managed to get out.
"Quite!!!!" He yelled again.
I fell to my knees as I started to cry. I can't believe this is my life I thought to myself. As soon as he seen tears roll down my face he backhanded me, and that was only the beginning.
"I hate you!" That's what he told me over and over again as he beat me up. Punches and kicks straight to my face. If he keeps doing this I won't be able to cover my bruises up anymore I thought to myself. Weeping and letting out soft sobs as the horrendous beating continued.
After a while he stopped and told me to make him breakfast and make it fast. I quickly got up wiped the blood off of my face and got to cooking him breakfast.
Cooking is my passion but I know my father would never let me do that. A few more minutes and I was done. This is what I made.
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He seen the breakfast and told me to leave now. I ran to the bathroom to cover up my bruises, grabbed my bag a rushed out the door.
I took my bike and started to peddle as fast as I could because school started in 10 minutes and I didn't want to be late. I arrived in 5 minutes and walked to the principals office to get my schedule.
I tried my hardest to find my classes but I suddenly bump onto this wall and fell down. As I looked up I seen this tall,handsome,blond haired boy.
"OH sorry I didn't see you there" he said.
"O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-h i-i-i-its ok" I said back. "Here let me take you to your classes" he said grabbing my schedule.
"Ok," I said as we started walking down the long hallway.
