Dont look back

***abusive content***

I woke up to the sound of my mother raping the door with her fist.

"Get up you stupid girl!" She yelled at me.

I sighed and slowly got off my bed. I opened the door leading out of my tiny room and walked across the hall to the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror and let out another sigh.

My long, blonde hair was in huge nots, my nose was swollen, most likely broken, my eyes were red and puffy, and I had small cuts all around my face.

I kneeled down and opened a cabinet underneath the sink and grabbed my make up bag.

I put on enough concealer so that I looked almost normal.

I tied my hair in a high pony tail and left the bathroom.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some pancake mix, eggs, and bacon. But none of it was for me.

"Took you long enough" my mother grumbled.

I poured the pancake mix and started cracking the eggs.

"And try not to burn anything this time!" She yelled at me.

I simply nodded and continued making breakfast as my mom watched the news.

I put the eggs, pancakes, and bacon in front of her and left to get ready for school.

I put on a long-sleeved, blue t-shirt and some old, skinny jeans.

I slipped on some shoes, grabbed my bag, and left.

I sat on a small bench by my bus stop and waited.

I was early, but I didn't mind. Anything was better than being stuck in a house with HER.

It wasn't always like this... She used to be sorta nice until my dad died.

He was murdered when I was 7. I don't remember anything except coming back from a movie with my mom and seeing about five police cars around my house.

I stayed in the car while my mom rushed to see what happened.

She talked to the officer for a while, and then burst into tears.

She told me the next day that my father was gone.

That night was the first night she hit me.

Ill never forget it, no matter how much I want to.

I pulled out of my thoughts when the large, yellow bus drove up.

I got in and took my usual seat. Alone.

I put my headphones into my ears and started listening to 'Hello' by Evanescence.

I stared out the window and watched the cars go by.

The bus stopped twice before we finally got to Jake's neighborhood.

Jake was my best friend. I'd known him since we were in diapers.

But things have changed.

Now all he says to me is a 'Hi' or 'Hey'

"Hey, Is." Jake said before he took his seat next to Brian.

He stopped taking to me when I was diagnosed with depression. He thought it would be better if we both made some new friends but I never did.

I soon saw the school and took out my headphones.

I let out a huge breathe and got ready for another day of torture.

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Really sorry if this is boring! It will get better, I promise! This is my first story do message me and tell me what you think! ~A