Alex put her bed in front of her door. Theres No way he could move it being drunk. She threw her bag out the 2nd level window. I'm really doing this..All she had to do now was make sure everything was clear. Alex stopped before her window and thought about Where she was gonna go.. was it really worth it.. She turned around to see all of her memory's in that room. Most of them being thrown or hit. She turned back around and leaped out of the window. She stumbled to the ground with a groan. She began to crawl to grab her bag, but she felt a sharp pain in her hand. Like needles in a way, she screamed and looked at her hand that was clutching her bag. Her had was hidden by a dark black boot. She followed the boot up to meet with Joey's furious eyes. How in the hell..? Before she could finish her thought, he grabbed her by the arm and threw her into the side of the house. Bricks stung her body, she looked up at him. "GET UP." She couldn't comprehend anything. At this point she didn't even know her name. His eyes narrowed. "GET THE FUCK UP." Still No response, Joey kicked her in her side over and over again. Then he leaned down and grabbed her by her hair and began to drag her to the porch. Alex was screaming, the pain was overwhelming her body. She wanted to give up. She wanted to just let him kill her. Once he had gotten to the porch he kicked her lower back so she fell on the stairs. "P...p..please uncle Joey.." Alex tried her best to use her voice, but it was faint. Joey walked right past her and stood at the top of the steps. Alex could feel the blood dripping into her mouth from her.. eyebrow? She couldn't tell. She just tasted her blood. "You wanna leave? Go ahead. Where Ya gonna go? Hm? Maybe to your daddy's crack house? Would they let you in? Maybe if you had the Same tracks as your dad." Alex could barely keep her head up. Joey scoffed. "Fine, go. But I don't wanna see that face round here again. Never. Be gone by mornin." Before he walked away, Joey had kicked her down the steps one last time. His boot came into contact with her collar bone. Once she hit the concrete, everything went black.
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FantasyCinderella was lucky and was saved by a prince. Not Everyone is that lucky. Alex is a 17 year old girl who is an orphan. She lives with her abusive uncle. How long can Alex live like this? She constantly wishes someone would save her. Maybe her fath...