Haleigh's POV
I open my eyes feeling the pain wash through me, like a tsunami. I look around the room seeing no one in sight. A flood of relief fills me. I am not up to see, Logan, again.
Sorry, you're probably wondering who I am. My name is, Haleigh Alexa Williams. I'm average weight and a little on the short side. I have blond hair that goes a little bit past my shoulders, but I'm actually a ginger. I also have blueish- greyish eyes. And lastly I'm 14 years old.
And whose Logan; you may ask. Well I can answer that lingering question with just two words. Two words that perfectly describe our "relationship". Two words that describes my hatred towards him while also saying why I haven't gotten rid of him. Two words that say why i secretly cry myself to sleep every night. These two words that describe him has changed my life forever. These two words are, my abuser.
I've known Logan since the 5th grade; and since then he's hit and beaten me on countless occasions. Once Logan hit my head so brutally it split open.
But he wasn't always like this. I remember at one point he was actually sweet and loving. But that all changed when Logan's younger sister, who was in my grade, died. He was in the 8th grade at the time, while now he's in 11th grade. Also now I'm in the 7th. I got rid of him most of 6th grade. But then his cousin, Ashley, got engaged to my cousin, Cory. So my life is piratically ruined.
Now as much as I love going down memory lane (note sarcasm) I have school today. So I better start covering these bruises.
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So this is the first chapter. Tell me what you think. If you liked it vote and add it to your library. If you didn't comment what I can do to make it better.
The first couple of chapters is just saying who everyone is, and how they relate to Haleigh. It will get better, promise.
-xoxH
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