The Mafia's Girl

Chapter 1. Life Sucks

"You worthless piece of shit, you honestly think anybody will ever love you or want you, you are nothing but a waste of space" is how my morning started, someone just kill me now, please. Well, hello there, my name's Annabelle, I'm 18 years old and have a brother, a father and a step-mother and literally no will to live. My life is a big steaming pile of shit, which is exactly how i'm treated, like shit, more specially the most rotten and disgusting shit you could ever find. I live in an abusive home where no one loves me or wants me around, I'm not even allowed to be around my brother for fear of me tainting him with my presence. Yeah I would rather be anywhere but here right now.

 I walk to school sporting yet another bruise on my cheek, courtesy of my step-mother, apparently I had forgotten i'm only allowed one piece of toast and selfishly had two, how horrible of me. I fight back the tears that are threatening to spill and hold my head up high, I'll be damned if I'm going to give those bastards the satisfaction of seeing me cry, I may not be strong but i'm sure as hell going to act like it. With that I plaster a fake smile on my face and walk through the gates of hell.....High School. At least I only have 6 months left.

I have  a friend in this school and only one friend, Mia, I guess you could call her my best friend, she's been with me since forever and is the only one who knows about my home life. I head for my locker and shove my books inside, moving as fast as possible so I can keep a low profile, I don't need any interactions with them today. Who is them you ask, well they're the popular kids, the ones everyone loves, beautiful, flawless, can do no wrong, they sound like the perfect people right. Wrong. They're my fucking bullies, like seriously we're in high school and you still bully people, we're not children anymore, I guess some of us didn't get the memo. 

"Hey loser, do mind not breathing, your using up all the oxygen" I sigh, great, the biggest bitch of them all, Amber, the damn ring leader, "Excuse me slut, i'm talking to you" She screeches at me, stomping her stiletto heels like a damn toddler, "I'm not the slut" I murmur under my breath, "What the fuck did you just say?" she screams, the rest of her friends gathering around her, oh goody, this should be fun, not. "I didn't say anything" I tell her before turning around and trying to push past them, emphasis on the trying part, I don't get very far before my hair is yanked back and I'm shoved into my locker my back hitting with such force it echoes through the hall. "Did I give you permission to talk to me?" Amber asks, the rest of the posse snickering to themselves, damn sluts, "You asked me a question and I answered" I tell her, wondering how many braincells she's lost from the bleach in her hair, "Watch you mouth loser, or I'll close it for you" She smirks at me flicking her hair behind her shoulder, I just stare at her bewildered, "I'm getting confused, did you want me to answer you or not?" I ask her, "Oh look, the loser is confused, what, you don't have a working brain up there?" Crystal, the other bitch asks. 

"Of course she has a brain, what about you, did yours fall out when you were born?" My best friend asks her before pushing past them and standing in front of me, Mia is kind of my protector at school. "Watch yourself Mia, you don't want to be caught up with someone like her" Amber tells her, a fake look of sympathy on her face, "I think I'll take Annabelle over you, I prefer authenticity over plastic, thanks" She smirks, Amber scoffs and stomps of all dramatically, the sheep following behind her, the only sound anyone could hear is the click clacking of high heels on the floor. "You didn't have to do that, now she'll come after you too" I tell Mia, "Nonsense, there is no way i'm not sticking up for my best friend, besides, I dare the bitch to try me, her face will meet the pavement before she can throw a punch" Mia smiles proudly, did I mention my best friend is kind of a badass. "Come on, let's get to class before Mr Johnson kicks our asses" She laughs before linking arms with me and we head down the hall.

Thank god for her, at least I have one thing good in my life.