The Bully Owns Me

Raven Wood

My name is Raven Wood and I'm 16. I'm from Sacramento, California and now I live in Grand Haven, Michigan. My parents are divorced and I live with neither of them. Because of my family and parents being filthy rich, when my parents got divorced, I got over 6 billion dollars. Even though I'm only 16, my parents persuaded the court to let me live on my own. Which I am very grateful for.

I used to get tired of  having to lie to my parents about how I got the bruises that, may I say, Justin Bieber gave me. He beats me up everyday and sometimes, if I'm lucky, he will give me a break, which is usually the weekends.

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(Raven's POV)

Monday

Beep beep beee-
I slammed my hand down on my alarm before it would keep going off. It was 4:35 AM. I know what kind of 16-year-old teenager gets up at 4 something in the morning. Well I'm on the track team and I like to work on any problems with my running and running always gets my body more awake for school.

I head down the stairs, into the kitchen. As soon as my feet make contact with the black, marble floor, I instantly regret not wearing socks or something to protect my feet from the freezing, cold floor.

After getting used to the cold, I walk over to the fridge and just as I am about to open it something- bang.

"What the hell?" I say out loud.
My maid slash chef comes out of the 'office' and starts to run towards me.

Me being stupid, just stand there. She stops right before she crashes into me. "Miss Wood, I am so, so sorry. I was just polishing one of your track trophies and then it just slipped."

"Mama. Did it break?" I asked. I call her Mama because my mom was never really a mother, that's part of the reason why I'm glad I live in a huge, 3-story, 13 bedroom, 7 bathroom mansion. I know, I know. But when your parents are filthy rich like mine, you need room for clothes.... Or food.

"No. There is just a huge scratch across your name," Mama responded. "Oh. That's no biggie." I respond.

"Well I was just about to grab somethi-" I started to say but she cut me off. "Would you like me to prepare you something to eat, Miss Wood?" she asked. "No. I can just grab apple." I replied before she continued on.

"Why don't you just clean the house today and take the tonight and tomorrow morning off?" I suggested.

She didn't answer so I just grabbed a golden, delicious apple out of the bowl on the marble counter and headed back up stairs.

It was already 4:47. I quickly changed into my black Adidas sports bra and gray Nike sweatpants, since it was so early in the morning, it would probably be chilly out.
I grabbed my black and white converse and headed downstairs. I threw my hair in a ponytail and yelled goodbye to Mama, before slamming the door shut.

I live in a non-gated community and loved it. I felt more free. Best part is I am the last mansion, on the last block. So, yes I actually get to get my run in.

Just as I turn the corner I smack into a hard object. I land on my butt and groan, not from the pain but from frustration. I look up to see what I crashed into. I was hoping I just ran into a pole or something. But when I make eye contact with that hard object I ran into, at that very moment I wished I never had looked up.

Author's Note:
My name is Karissa, but just call me Ka.
My lovely Unicorns of the world, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Just as a reminder, this is my first book, so if you hate it let me know, but you are not hurting me at all. But for my Unicorns, keep reading and sorry for leaving you on a cliff hanger.

My update schedule will probably be on Mondays and Fridays. And of course when I have free time. 🤗

Well my lovely Unicorns, have a wonderful night, in my case, and please

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