Despite it all

Chapter one

Please mind that my first language isn't English! If there is any wrong spelling or anything, let me know so I can improve myself🙏🏼 Happy reading <3

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I was sitting by my window, taking deep breaths just like my therapist told me to do in these kinds of situations. My heart was bumping and I could feel a tear running down my cheek. I could hear how angry my dad was and how my mom was screaming at him. I took my key and locked my door as quiet as I could so they wouldn't hear me, I couldn't stop myself from listening to their conversation through the door gap.

Footsteps were getting closer, I ran to my bed and hid under the blankets. I could hear my door handle being dragged down and when it didn't open, I heard a big punch against the door.

" Amara, open this door right now!!"

I could hear by his voice that he has been drinking, and that is what I feared the most. He hit the door again and again and again until it was broken down. I could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer. My eyes were closed as my blankets got removed. I could feel a hard slap across my ribs, another one across my shoulder and a third one on my cheek. He dragged me by my hair, from the bed down to the floor and hit me one more time. My feelings were completely turned off, I couldn't feel anything except for his loud, warm breath over me.

"Henry, stop it! "

I could hear how my mom was crying behind her voice. She took my dad by his shoulder, he slapped her.

" Haven't I told you not to touch me whore "

He stood up and looked at me and my mom, both on the floor, before he left the room. Mom didn't say anything, she just walked out and closed my door. Typical.

I sat up, reflecting over what had just happened. Not that I'm not used to it, I just needed time to get myself together as I always do every morning.

"Time for school" I said to myself.

I went out the back door, avoiding having a conversation or even see my parents. When I was walking towards the bus station, I saw him. The guy I have been in love with ever since kindergarten. I wonder what he would say if he knew, probably wouldn't give a shit about it. He looked me in my eyes as he was passing by, and turned away while walking towards a car, not once did he turn around. I'm such a fool, he doesn't even know my name.

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My lunch break is almost the same everyday, or actually, it IS the same everyday. I took my sandwich out from my backpack while sitting by the stairs. This was my safe spot in school, just because this area in school is abandoned, no one's ever here. Which means I can sit here for how long as I want to, which usually is every break.

After I finished my sandwich I went directly to the library, reading makes me calm so I try to read at least one book per week. I stood there, looking for that specific romance novel I've always wanted to read. There it was. On the top shelf. I sighed and tried to reach by standing on my toes but it didn't work, whatever. I turned around and a male figure was standing right in front of me.

" need help? " He asked

I nodded.

He effortlessly reach for the book and hands it to me.

" Thank you "

I look up only to see the guy I never thought would talk to me. His dark eyes with a little glimpse in it, his dark hair that was perfectly styled and his perfect smile was looking at me. AT ME. I was too stunned to speak.

- What's your name? He asked me

- Amara, I answered

- You have a beautiful name

- Thank you

I answered. He smiled a little and took his arm behind his head as if he was scratching himself, looking away while he was doing it. Gosh he was so freaking cute.

- How come I've never seen you around before? He asked

I stammered a little.

- Oh uhm, guess we've just never crossed paths

- I'll hope that will change

He kept looking at me with his beautiful eyes and I couldn't help but blushing, I was so embarrassed. I tried to walk away without any complications, he moved a little so I could walk past him while he still kept that smile on his face, I felt like I could drown.

My brain got back to reality, "come on" I thought to myself, why would he ever be interested in me. He is the popular guy at school and he is literally like this to every girl he meets. I walked towards the counter and loaned the book before I directly walked out. What is wrong with me, he was just being nice by handing me the book.

I felt my ribs starting to hurt a little, I walked to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, dragging up my hoodie a little. "Ouch", there was a big bruise all over. I look myself in the mirror "one day I'm getting out of there" I thought, one day.

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