Hunter & Julie

Scene 3

My step father, Will is at the ball at town hall starting to set it up for the big event, meanwhile I am in my room deciding on an outfit.

I had 10's of dresses and outfits that just seemed too ....expected.

Even though I dreaded merely the thought of going to the ball and putting up a fake smile for those who are there, I would have hated even more to have to kneel on grits.

The worst part is that my step father was that he was forcing me to attend the ball with his business partners' son, Percy William.

He was a Blonde headed jock at S&B, your typically All American boy .Pass.

Percy wasn't a bad guy, he just didn't want me for the reasons a man should. I wanted a love that will consume me. I didn't want to settle. I want it to be extraordinary and fantastic, I didn't want perfect, I wanted real. I want magic. And since I thought that didn't exist, I was certain I'd be forever alone.

Percy wanted me for my appearance  and because us being together would have made the company look family friendly, also it would strengthen the company of my step father, Will, that salty bastard.

I would never have choosen to intentionally involve myself in anything that contains Will. The man is pure evil. But I have no choice but to engage in Percy for tonight.

I decided that I had no outfits that spoke to me in the way they should. I went to my moms closet which inside held my poem dress for last year when I was 16. The outfit that I never got to used because that day Will beat me to a pulp and the bruise on my face was too bad to go outside with.

I pulled out the dress and smiled. It was everything that I remembered. It was perfect. I put it on and when I looked at the mirror I sighed. The dress would have looked better if I was thinner and maybe was taller, perhaps it was my hair although the crown distracted you from my face. Good.

The clock read 6:00 so I decided now was a good time to start walking to the event. Yes, I had a car but I just wanted clear my head.

I did my make up to a minimum and took and deep breath in front on my mirror and tried to push away the self pity I felt for myself.

I walked out the bathroom into my kitchen to get myself a glass of water before walking out my house and making my way to the Family ball that was only a few blocks away.

My step father was never that nice of a man, but at first he was just a man taking the place of my father. He left me alone, vice versa.

There was never any real hardships between us. But then my mom did her special trick and started seeing Brent behind his back.

And that's when everything started to down spiral. The yelling in the middle of the night. My mother sneaking in at 5:00 am, the smell of sex that was always on her. Just the lack on interest in Will and I.

He started beating me to get some attention from my mother. Sometimes she would say something, but in all honesty I could tell she didn't really care.

So he beat me. And beat me. He beat me if he was hungry, tired, sleepy, or just plan bored.

It was his favorite pass time.

One night he even tried to force himself on me.

I ran so far from home that day and didn't come back for a month. He begged me to come back, because it made him look bad to the community. Since then he never tried to force me to have intercourse.

He would sometimes say thing that were just too sexual and I questioned why I didn't run again, but I knew he would just find me.

He always does.

The thought made a tear threaten to fall from my eyes. I was just a kid at the time. I shouldn't have had to deal with that at such a young age.

No one does.

I saw the building come into view and the large crowd of people getting inside. It was crazy. I saw few guys give me a second look and a few girls roll there eyes.

Trust me girls, you don't have to try to make me feel hideous, I do so by my self and I doing it exceptionally well by myself.

I walked inside and my eyes found Will immediately.

"Ahh, there she is." Will smiled at me and it was so faux.

"Aw Willam, you must be taking such good care of her look how gorgeous she is." Percy said smiling a flirty smile at me.

"Indeed." Percy's Father, Angus added on.

"Wanna dance?" Percy asked arching his perfectly threaded brow.

"I don't real-" Will shot me a glare.

I sighed. "Sure Percy." I mumbled.

He took my hand and led me to the floor and we danced to "Ultralight Beam" by Kanye.

He was really bad. Like embarrassingly bad, but it was like he thought he was a former winner of 'Dancing With the Starts'. I laughed and I looked up across the room and saw him.

And I don't know how to explain it, but it was like every cell in my body called for this mysterious guy across the room for me.

I wanted him.

And no, I wasn't not talking about Percy.

I'm talking about him. He man of my dreams. I didn't even know his name, but the way he looked at me. The way his eyes held amazement at me. I knew from that moment on, no matter what I wanted to do to change the fact. I was his.

The man whose curly hair sat on his shoulders and his green eyes sparkled from many feet away, his adorable costume did nothing to hide his amazing bodily structure.

Although is face brought me in, I saw he wasn't just another pretty face. He was complex, he was broken, he was real. He was just what I wanted . He was someone who would consume me whether it be by love, or problems and/or the amount of converses he probably had.

He was everything.