Alex pov
I was in my room trying to sleep before he got here. But i couldn't.. it was one of the worst days ever this morning before my dad went to work he came into my room and told me to get ready to night in something nice and to cover everything up.. but he didnt say it that nice.
My dad... he is a horrible person, he is an alcoholic, he will beat me every day, call me horrible names, doesnt feed me sometimes and so on. He use to be so nice, the best dad someone could ask for. Then he killed my mom. Thats when everything changed. Its been 13 years like this...
Why i couldn't sleep i dont know. We go to places like this all the time. Its just to show people how "great of a father he is" and how "fantastic i am and how much he loves me." He likes to show off how smart i am in school since im graduated and im only 17. I mean i know its only a little early but he still brags.
I gave up on sleeping and im now showering still wondering where we are going this time. I wash and get out comb my hair braid it and sat on my bed with my towel on. Thinking on what to wear. Wondering where we are going and who would all be there. Should I dress nice or normal. He will get mad if im not dressed properly.
I finally decided on a black long sleeve lace dress. And black flats and my normal make up. I brush my hair and let it be its natural wave. My hair us black and my eyes are blue. Im not very tall so the dress is knee length on me. To me i looked decent. But i knew to him i would never be enough. I sighed in the mirror and go sit on my bed and wait having no clue how long my dad is gonna be. I dont have a phone or tv and I must stay in my locked room and he finds out I somehow got out its my life.
Everything I do must be as he says or I will be punished. I get beaten every day though. Get called slut and not worth it. Sometimes of the time he came home so drunk he didnt remeber me and those days I didnt get beaten and they were relief days. I have many cuts and scars but the dress hides them.
And just like that he is home. "HEY SLUT I HOME AND YOU BETTER BE READY TO GO!!" I stand up with my hands behind my back and waited for him to open the door. I heard the back door slam shut and heard foot steps coming up the stairs. I then heard him unlocking my door and walking in.
I did not move and inch knowing if i did i would get punished. He walked around me inspecting me. He made a face as he got back infrount of me. "It will have to do but you will never be good enough for anyone or anything in this world you are just as bad as her slut" you nodded ur head and he slapped you. " come down stairs with me."
You followed behind him down the stairs and into the living room. He put on some different shoes and went outside. " We are going to a party you must stay with me and if I catch you with anything in your hands you will be punshied and if you are rude and dont use your manners you will be punshed understood?" He said stopping outside the door of the car and getting in my face. "Yes sir"
You get in the car and and sit with your hands in your lap. I really hate party's because I hate new people. They scare me. And I cant talk around them. I studer when I try to talk to people.. its horrible.
Once we arrive I get really nervous even though dad will do most of the talking. I will be stared at. Talked about. Everything and I dont like it. I hate people and events like this. And plus i have bad anxiety.
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Once the horrible party was over we got to the house and I got punched and everything and sent to bed with no food or shower.
Once in my room i start to cry.. I hate my life but i cant run,when he finds me, which he will always find me, he will beat me. There is no escape.
As I cry I guess he heard me becuase he came up the stairs yelling " ALEX GET UP AND STOP CRYING" he barged in angery and with a beer in his hands. " you stop crying right now you worthless slut you have nothing to cry over" I just sat up staright and try and stop crying. He then slaps me and walks out mumbling. I sigh and lay down wishing U could have a better life.
JC pov
I sit on the edge of the cliff looking out thinking what I did worng. She broke up with me. She was my everything. I love Lia. I have no clue why but she broke it off with me after a while of dating. Some people say it was for another guy but I have friends trying to find out why.
I dont think I did anything wrong. But with her you never know, she never tells me when she is upset or mad. I miss her so much. I need her back. NEED.
It was getting late and dark and my friends where blowing up my phone wanting to know if I was ok and where I was and to come home. But I just wanted to be alone. They would bug me about it saying that I would need to talk about it.
I finally got up and started walking back home. Still sad. Still confused. Still needing to know. Still needing her back.
No one will ever be as good as Lia.
