I'm sorry

Bruises

I woke up to them screaming like usual. My mother and father hated each other, and me. I didn't know what they were arguing about or why, I also didn't care. If I said anything to them I would have to go to school crying.

I walked to my mirror. Ew I look disgusting, as usual... I grabbed my brush and brushed my hair out. I looked back in the mirror my blue eyes had bags under them. I walked to the bathroom quietly, trying not to let them know I was awake. I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth. I washed my face and then I walked out of the bathroom. When I walked in my room my father was waiting for me.

"Violet!" He yelled the smell of booze heavy around him

"Yeah?" I questioned scared

"Didn't I tell you to be out of the house before I got up?!" He yelled

"Oh, I must have forgot..." I said timidly. "Let me get changed and grab my bag, then I'll be gone till like midnight so you guys don't have to think about or see me, okay?" I said

"Hurry the hell up! You have three minutes and if your not gone! You'll wish you'd hurried more..." He growled and left my room

I ran to my dresser and looked for clothes. I found my black pants and my green day shirt, I grabbed socks and my black hoodie. I striped as fast as I could and put my pants on and then my socks. I threw my shirt on and was starting to put my hoodie on. Then he came in.

"Times up!" He yelled with tightened fists

My eyes widened. He walked towards me. He raised his fist and hit me to the face. He kept hitting me and hitting me.

"Dad, stop! Please stop! I'm sorry dad! Please stop!" I yelled as tears rolled from my eyes

He finally stopped, and left my room. I put my hoodie the rest of the way on, grabbed some makeup and put it in my bag. Grabbed my bag and grabbed my razor, just incase the one I normally carry wasn't in my bag. Then I grabbed my keys and my shoes and ran as fast as I could out of the door, tears still running down my cheeks.

I walked to school as usual and cried the whole way. I was an hour early but it wasn't the first time I was this early. I sat by the front door instead of the back door for a change. I sat and cried my eyes out.

Why do they hate me so much? Why do I hate me so much?

I pulled my makeup out and put foundation on to cover the bruises forming on my face.

I didn't realize that there was someone standing outside the school with me until I heard a cough. I turned and looked to see who it was.

"Adam?" I said looking at the boy with shaggy black hair

"Hm?" He said not notice I was there before that. "Oh Violet! When did you fucking get here?" He asked

"I've been here for like forty-five minutes..." I said pushing my hair behind my ears

"Oh." He said

"What are you doing here anyway?" He asked walking over to me

"Oh well um...my dad and I got into a fight this morning, so I got here really early." I said technically not lying

"Oh...that sucks, what happened?" He asked sitting down next to me

"Um...I really don't know, my family and I get into fights all the fucking time, for no reason, or reasons I don't fucking know about." I said calmly

"Oh, damn, your life sucks..." He said

"Yeah..." I said

Then the bell rang. Adam stood up and extended his hand out towards me. I took it and he helped me up. I grabbed my bag and we walked inside. As soon as we walked in SHE appeared.