𝒪𝓅𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒦𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒜𝓃𝒹𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈：
Ophelia Kate Andreas is the new girl at Milton Groves High School. She looks happy. Always smiling. Sure, she has her secrets.
But what happens when she meets the guy that might finally save her from her secret...
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I let my gaze wander slowly around my bathroom just taking in the scene in front of me. Blood on the walls. Bloody vomit in the toilet. I feel like I was hit by a truck. I'm not even kidding.
I'm sure it's even worse downstairs. Shattered glass. White powder everywhere. Blood on the walls, floor, possibly the ceiling?
Last night was bad. One of the worst beatings I've gotten from them. But not the worst. I'm just glad I could keep Olivia from them. It's all so so fucked up.
I lay in a curled up ball on my bathroom floor. For some reason, I just can't stop shaking which is so stupid.
I finally manage enough strength that I can push myself up into a sitting position. A small whine escapes me when I push myself up. It fucking burns. I slowly bring myself to my feet to look in the mirror.
All my movements are so slow because if I move too fast I can feel the life draining out of me.
I lift up my shirt enough to see my black and blue ribs. Not a little bit, but they look like someone painted my ribs with the darkest black and blue paint they have. I cringe when another wave of nausea washes over me.
There's blood in my hair, on my face, my clothing. I cringe at the sight. I wish I could just crawl in a hole and save myself, but I could be so lucky. I have shit to do.
I head into the shower and try my best to clean myself and be somewhat presentable. Once I'm done getting myself ready, I cover the bruises on my face and drive Olivia to daycare.
Screw school. I'm not going today. I can barely walk. I can't talk without feeling immense pain in my jaw, and when I focus on things, my vision goes blurry.
I walk down and get Olivia up. She can go to daycare and have fun today. At least I'll know she's safe with Becky. I drop her off at daycare and make my way back home. I just need enough resting time that I can be back on my feet in no time.
I answer a text from Marcie telling her to cover for me if the school asks where I am. I told her it was just a bad one last night, and I'll be back tomorrow.
I head up to my room. Thank god, Joe and Madeline aren't home at the moment. They're probably out buying drugs, but they won't know if I'm home unless I tell them. I don't think they care either.
As I'm laying on my bed, I hear my phone buzz. I groan and reach for it.
Grumpy Pants🌚❤️✌🏻: Are you coming to school today?
At some point in these past few weeks, Christian and I exchanged numbers. I smile at Christian's text, but I put my phone face down on my bed. He won't care if I don't answer for a bit. It buzzes again, so I pick it up.
Grumpy Pants🌚❤️✌🏻: I know you read that, sweetheart. Don't try to ignore me.
