CHAPTER ONE

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CHAPTER ONE:

Everyone is sat around in the living room chatting and eating, they are all driving you crazy , you just wanna get out and do something on your own but nope your stuck in the kitchen washing up after them all.

You have your headphones in listening to your iPod trying to ignore them all. Your bobbing your head around while washing a plate and mucking around with the soap suds when you hear footsteps and a bang of a dish  behind you on the counter, You spin around to see your step dad stood there, you think he is saying something but you cant hear him. You pull your head phones out of your ears.

'What did you say?' you say to him.

"Why do you never listen to anything i say to you? you always have those stupid headphones in. Make me a coffee will you and your uncle wants one too.' he snapped at you.

'Cant you do it dad? I’m busy washing up at the minute.'

'Your so fucking ungrateful and lazy, you cant do bloody anything i ask you to do, always have to do it myself.' he said beginning to shout at you.

'OK  I’ll do it when i have finished washing up.' you reply timidly.

'NO I'LL DO IT MY FUCKING SELF YOU LAZY BITCH!' he bellows at you.

'Whats going on in here?' your mum says as she come scurrying into the kitchen.

'Your lazy daughter wont make me a coffee.' he snapped at her.

'I said id make you one when i finished washing up.'

'Y/N will you just make him a coffee now.' she says as she turns more towards you.

"B ..but mum.' you bumble out trying to fight back the tears that have started to form in your eyes.

'Don’t but mum me, it wasn’t a request, I’m telling you to make him one now.' she said in a frustrated tone of voice, it was as if she was trying not to shout at you as well. You don’t really understand why she is on his side and not yours, she always chooses him over you.

Your step dad starts to come closer to you and yells,'DO AS YOUR FUCKING TOLD!' in your face.

Your eyes really start to water now, they are stinging so much from trying not to cry in front of him and give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he upsets you.

'Darren just go into the other room will you? Your not helping the situation.'

You look at your step dad through blurry eyes and he has a big smirk on his face as he walks out the kitchen, a tear escapes your left eye and runs down your face, You quickly wipe it away.

" Y/N don’t be such a baby, just make him a coffee and when your done go to your room and stay in there away from him for a bit.' she says unsympathetically and walks out of the kitchen.

You run out of the kitchen straight into the garden with more than a tear running down your face but loads of them, your not that upset its more anger than anything,Your crying that much and shaking that uncontrollably. You turn around and punch the wall with your left hand as hard as you can, which in truth actually really hurt and it makes you cry even more, you cradle your hand in the other one, looking at the speckles of blood rushing up to the surface of your knuckles where they have little cuts and grazes from the wall.

You scan around the garden not quite sure what your looking for but out of the corner of your eye you see an iron gate at the bottom of the little stone path that leads down the center of the very neat garden. You walk down it towards the gate. It has a metal chain with a padlock on it. You reach down and pick up the cold metal padlock fiddling with it in your fingers. You then realize its unlocked. You run back towards the house, open the kitchen door and sneak into the next room, which is the spare room were you have been sleeping. You pick your hoodie up off the edge of the bed and throw it on over your head. You race over to your phone and put it into the back pocket of your black skinny jeans. You spin around and pick up your all ready packed bag which you haven’t got around to unpacking yet and before you know it your back at the iron gate opening it. You turn and take a look back at the house, you wipe your eyes which are still flooding with tears, on the sleeve of your hoodie and take a deep breath. You close the gate and snap the lock shut on the padlock.

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