My Muted Mate

Abused during young..

BEEP BEEP BEPP BEEP BEPP BEEP BEEP!!

As my alarm clock kept on beeping, I couldn't help but slapped across the room and pulled the covers up my face.

Worse decision...

It was until then I realized I made a wrong decision.

I heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs to the attic and kicked the door down. Yes, down.

"WAKE UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!" my stepfather yelled as he pulled my leg -hard- out of the bed and dropped my to the floor.

Shit! It hurts!!

"Do you know you have breakfast to feed?" he whispered in my ear. I nodded meekly. "THEN GET UP AND COOK BITCH!!" he yanked my hair and my tears fell from my eye, he threw me against the wall, broken wall might I add.

With that done, he left. "Oh, and feed the dogs while you're at it." he said one last time and walked out.

Guess I would have to screw the door back again huh?

*Sighs* hi, my name is Alexia McCain. I am 17 years old with a petite size. My body framed is actually small from the lack of food.

I have a pair of hazel eyes with natural red hair. I dont know why, maybe I inherited it from my mom? Meh, I dont know..

Well let me explain why. My mother died after she gave birth to me, and my father had to raise me since I was 4 until he got in a car accident and I was sent to the orphanage.

A few weeks later, a man -Otis Arkadelphia- or I would like to call pedophile, adopted me. I thought he was gonna give me what I wanted, home.

But I thought wrong.

It turns out this man owns a strip club and has 'Friday girls day' every Friday. It means he'll have girl around touching him here and there, prostitutes. Ugh...

I am mainly his maid, the one who cleans, he one who cooks the one that get beaten when he's drunk and the one that was abused from young age.

I always, always, wear long sleeves and turtle necks to hide my scars and bruises. I'm afraid that I might get bullied in school as well, I dont want that..

In school, I have no friends. Only Mrs Rosie, the school librarian, is my friend. Funny isn't it?

And then there's me, shy, nerdy......muted.

Muted. I have been so afraid all my life that I have become muted. It was the day I had an asthma attack and was sent to the hospital. Good for me, it was on the way home and a kind neighbor rushed me there.

After a while, she told me the attacks won't happen often but I became muted. She asked me why, all that came out was a sad, depressed sigh.

Yea can you believe it? I was so scared of everything, that I became freaking muted!

But, that's my life right? And I believe that this has its reasons and a better life will come next.

Please.....

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Hiya!! So lemme say that if there r spelling mistakes bare with it!! Also, im only 12 so...support and correct me if im wrong:)

Thank u!!

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