Shadows || #Wattys2016

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WARNING : This chapter is a bit dark but this is what the story is :)

C A R A

"Good morning." I tell the man. He looked up at me with an angered glare, he was always like this. Angry towards me. Ever since my mom left he's despised me.

"Hurry up and get to school." He says. The man I used to love and call my father.

I nod my head, not bothering to utter another word as there would be punishments. I was almost eighteen, ready to move out and clean off all of the abuse and hatred.

I hid in the shadows, slowly fading away- it was peaceful. No-one cared enough to judge me, I'd do what the person wanted, I was everyone's shadow. The only person who acknowledged me was him, but all for the wrong reasons.

Everything I did was wrong, I was a sin as a whole. So, I let myself flow, only when the sun would shine I'd be visible. People didn't care, I was useless.

I look back and see him sipping at a beer, currently seven in the morning and I knew this wouldn't end well for me- when will it ever? I was emotionless, all the emotion drained from me, the pain, the punches, the kicks, it sucked the emotion and life away from me, leaving me dark and shadowed.

I shut the door softly and walk down the sidewalk. The noise of my shoes slapping against of the sidewalk dipped into my ears and I glance up at the sky, the sun was dim and slowly raising up.

Everything was blurry, I usually drank away my problems. The sting was nicer than it was when his palm hit me. I hid in my 'room' whenever I had a sip. He was to much of an addict to realize any of it was gone from his cabinet.

The red brick wall filled my vision and the schools name printed in pure black only made my mood sadden, I hated this place, although it was better than home I hated it. I wished for my life gone a while back but here I am.

Somewhere, where the light shines I see a miracle. He's locked behind bars for life and I'm living in my own light, the shadows dismissed from my life. I wish I had my own North Star, somewhere or something that'd lead me to my own happiness, my own freedom.

But not all wishes come true. Mine was a little far fetched.

"Assembly in the gymnasium. All students required." The principal said through the PA.

I sighed and adjusted the straps of my distressed bag. I pushed a lock of my short brown hair behind my ear and looked up through my eyelashes, watching as heaps of students walked towards the gymnasium.

I pulled up one of my sleeves from my old shirt, a bit of the large fading bruise showing. In case anyone ever asked I'd say it was a birthmark. It was a large nude-skin tone blotch on the lower part of my arm.

A small bump made me shake out of my daze. I look up at the person and he smiles. A wide grin taking over his face, but he frowned as he noticed my emotionless face.

"I'm sorry." He apologizes, pulling the shoulder of his shirt back into position.

I nod my head, my lips sealed shut. His lips form a line and he points towards the gymnasium with his thumb.

"C'mon, let's go." He grabs onto my arm and we jog towards it. The doors were opened and students flooded the place for a seat.

"Oh, by the way. I'm West." He introduces, a smile plastering over his lips again. I couldn't help but feel my eyes drop down to his perfectly pink lips.

Slowly, my lips peel off of each other and my throat pushes out the words, "I'm Cara."

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