It All Began With You

Fight and Foe

*Gulp*

I crouch on the tiled floor of the enormous kitchen, isolated, lost, scared, terrified, angry. Already ready to face what was going to happen. I slowly, ever so carefully glide my way backwards as the intruder walks towards me...

*Clasp*

I open my eyes, muscle strain together as someone clenches on to my jaw and pushes my head upwards to make contact with their devilish face. Anger in their stormy, red eyes and a wide grin of hatred on their lips. Pain shoots all around my body as someone blows a kick to my stomach.

*Scream*

The hand leaves my bruised jaw and tugs on my hair tightly as I struggle for air. My breathing quickens by the second and once again someone hits me hard with a long belt as i groun out loud in pain.

" Shut Up, you daughter of a bish!

" Well, what do i say you are a bish because you are my father and I am your daughter!" I yell as I spit on his reptilian face, only to realise that I was spitting blood.

His face turns stern and veins are clearly visible in his neck and his fist clenches, draws back and then with full force...

BLACK.

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Attentively, I open my eyes, my head hammering with pain, my body filled with bruises and my lips blotched with blood when something licks my face on and on. Struggling to get off the floor I clutched onto a beautiful adorned chair and then reality hit me, when i realised that I was still in this hideous house, living with my hideous parents with my hide...no not hideous but my beautiful dog Lucy. Lucy was the only thing I had that was most special to me. Nothing at all to loose except her charasmatic face.

My eyes wandered around the kitchen clock.

"Damn, I only have 15 minutes to get ready for school, oh nooo!" as I scramble up the lino stairs to my bedroom. I took a minute before going inside as I was too frightened for any blows to the head.

The coast was clear.

I fumed in pitiness as my eyes pierced through the girls reflection in the mirror. Her lips were sore as if she had put on lipstick. Circles had formed under her eye due to the lack of sleep. Bruises had formed all around the scrathes on the arm and face. The girl was well...ME...My fingures caressed the bruises and marks very carefully as the tingle turned to pain in a fraction of a second. My eyes became blurry with tears as I undressed myself and put on my school uniform. Concealer, foundation, lipstick, eyeliner, everything was bashed on to my face to hide the sinful and shameful scars on my face. I looked a little more decent but it made me look like those girls who care about their looks and their looks only.
I am not that type of girl at all. I try to draw least attention to myself at school, I try to keep quiet, only adding to more worries. When I am at school, I stay with my best friends, daring not to bring the topic of my parents. As the day prolongs, I get more and more worried of getting home, fearing the wrath of my parents.
I am alone.
I am scared.
I am frightened.
I need someone.

Yay! End of chapter one! What do you think guys! Yes I know I am not that good but I try to for your entertainment (yes Adam lambert is amazing!) Pls vote and comment and tell me what you think! Love u honey buns!!!