My scared love

Chapter 1

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU DID THIS, YOU DESERVE THIS....It should've been you that died...if you did I'd have the two sons I wanted, you disgusting trash you're so selfish" I look up and see the pure hatred in his eyes, "Daddy please I..I don't know what I did wrong" I cry and grab his leg, "GET OFF!" He kicks me in the stomach "GET OUT IF MY SIGHT YOU DISGUST ME" he screams as his hand makes contact with my face.

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"ZEALAND GET YOUR BITCH ASS UP IF YOU'RE LATE FOR CLASS IM GOING TO KILL YOU" I shoot up at the sound of my mom's voice, "Yes mam" I jump out of bed she leaves my room slamming the door. "I hate you" I mutter grabbing clothes, I wipe my watery eyes, I hate that memory it haunts me I was around 11 or 12 when it happened since then it's gotten progressively worse. I grab my makeup and cover up my bruises, I accidentally raised my voice too much for them and my father took it as disrespectful, he hit me until I fell and when I did he just kicked me over and over. I grab my bag and then walk downstairs.

"it's about time are you trying to be late" my mother says pouring herself a cup of coffee. "I'm sorry." I look down, "Mhm sure you are. Just get out of here" she hisses and I nod. I turn on my heel and leave grabbing my keys that are by the door, I look at my car and smile, my older brother Oliver gave me his old car for my eighteenth birthday whenever he comes home once in a while he is glad I have something to get around, so my parents let me keep the car. I get in the car and drive to my university which isn't very far from my house.

I park the car and look around to make sure I'm not being watched, my parents think that I have school throughout the week but I don't, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I go to my best friend's house. She is what people would describe as someone from the wrong side of the tracks, which is ironic because she does quite literally live on the other side of the tracks. "Hey girly, you ready to go" I hear her voice, I turn around and see her skate up to me. "Hey Dani, yeah I'm ready" I smile grabbing my board from my trunk, I look around one more time just to make sure.

My parents don't approve of my friendship with Dani, so much that they put a tracker on my car and they pay a guy to keep an eye on me and snitch on me whenever he sees me with her or anything he finds suspicious. "Okay we're good let's go" I smile and hop on my skateboard, Dani taught me how to skateboard when we first started hanging out, and my parents never found out because any bruises I got from learning blended in with their bruises. Dani is the best, she is honestly the only true friend I've ever had, she is so strong and beautiful. I am honestly so lucky we met each other.

"Hey stop spacing out that's how you fall," Dani says snapping me out of my thoughts "Oh right sorry Dani" I smile "It's all good now come on we're already here," she says flipping her board up. I stop and follow her to the house "So how is it going with the piece of shits" she asks, Dani is the only person that knows about how my parents are. To the public, they are the perfect couple the Mayor and his beautiful wife both of his kids are smart sons studying abroad and his daughter goes to a university that is top of her class.

Dani knows who they really are, two abusive parents to their daughter and they sent their son abroad so they would get away with hitting her all because she was supposed to be a twin but he didn't make it so they gave her his name and hated her just for existing, they only talk to her about school and making sure she is making her father look good. "Oh you know the usual make sure you make your father look good, don't hang out with Dani, you're a piece of trash, you should've never been born" I plop down on her couch and she balls her fist. "Dani it's okay, I've dealt with this basically my whole life," I say and she sighs "I know but still I hate seeing you like this, just come live with me" She hugs me tightly and I wince.

"What? What's wrong" she asks quickly pulling away, "I..It's nothing... it's just some new bruises" I scratch my arm looking away. "What?!" She stands up, "Ugh look I'm gonna go and get some stuff you make yourself comfortable, when I get back I'll get you patched up," she says grabbing her keys. "Um...okay" I nod watching her rush out the door, it's not my first time being alone at her place, she does have a nice place but sometimes I question if she even lives in it, it's always so clean and kind of empty.

After a bit of watching a movie, I get up and move around "Oh right I guess I should wash off this makeup" I say going to the bathroom. I start washing the makeup off my arms, I lift my shirt and look at the big bruise on my ribs. I hear the front door open, I dry my arms and walk out of the bathroom, "I washed off the makeup so it'd be easier for you to..." I look in the living room and see that she's not in there. "Who's your friend Dani" I jump when I hear a deep voice behind me, I turn around and see Dani and a tall man, he has curly hair that is slightly covering his eyes, and he has tattoos all over his arms.