Tortured love ~ a Trevor Moran fanfiction

Chapter 1

I woke up to the shouting of my shitty excuse of a father.

"BITCH GET UP BEFORE YOU ARE LATE FOR SCHOOL AGAIN" he yelled

I quickly jumped out of bed, not wanting a repeat of last nights beating. I ran to the bathroom that was connected to my room. I looked in the mirror to find my long golden brown hair that almost reached my belly button in a knot. Wonderful. I ran a brush through it, wincing as it yanked out a few strands of hair. Then I took a quick shower, letting the hot water seep into my skin before shampooing and conditioning my hair with my strawberry smelling hair products.

When I got out I pulled on my dark wash skinny jeans, and a long sleeved purple v neck shirt. I always wore long sleeved so I don't have people looking at my scars. I then applied concealer to the visible bruises on my neck and face, soon following up with powder, then curling my eyelashes and swiping a good amount of mascara on. I always tried to look put together.

Grabbing my phone, I ran downstairs, slipped on my black toms, grabbed my school bag, and ran out the door before my father could get me. The warm California wind blew through my hair as I walked on the path that led to my school.

When I got there, I took the back entrance to avoid as manly people as possible. I made it to my locker as quickly as I could, hoping that Trevor and his friends would not see me. Sadly I was wrong.

"Hello bitch" said Kian, he was tall and skinny, with dark hair. When I didn't respond he slammed me on my locker, and slapped me yelling "answer me fat bitch" I quickly responded with a quiet "hello." He glared at me for a few seconds before saying "meet me behind the builfing in the usual spot after school. Forget to, and you will regret it" he then loosened his hold on me, but then slammed his fist into my stomach. This action brought tears to my eyes, but I held them back, not wanting to show any form of weakness. He smirked, knowing he had hurt me, and then walked off. I gathered my needed materials, and ran off to my first class.

It was now lunch, I would skip that again today. I never eat lunch, or breakfast, or dinner, normally just something small after school. I don't need to prove to them that I was a fat bitch by eating in front of them. I scurried off to the girls room, when inside I pulled out my iPhone and started to play Youth by daughter (a/n: look it up it's really good)

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.

Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.

Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.

From the perfect start to the finish line.

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.

'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.

Setting fire to our insides for fun

Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong

The lovers that went wrong.

We are the reckless,

We are the wild youth

Chasing visions of our futures

One day we'll reveal the truth

That one will die before he gets there.

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.

'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.

We're setting fire to our insides for fun.

Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home,

It was a flood that wrecked this home.

And you caused it,

And you caused it,

And you caused it

Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette,

A lifeless face that you'll soon forget,

My eyes are damp from the words you left,

Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,

'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.

Setting fire to our insides for fun,

To distract our hearts from ever missing them.

But I'm forever missing him.

And you caused it,

And you caused it,

And you caused it

I let the songs take me to a different world for just that moment. But the bell that signaled lunch was over rang. I jumped up off the stall floor and walked out into the hall. I made my way to my fifth class of the day, wishing that the school day would slow down so I don't have to meet with them after school. I walked in and took my usual seat in the back, and listened to the teacher ramble on about the parts of the cell. Hardly paying attention, it's not like I don't care about my grades, I just soak up information so easily. I have straight A's and have never gotten lower than a B on a test.

All to soon the final bell rang through the halls. Kids ran out of classrooms, happy to be out, while I took my time making my way to the lockers. I was one of the last students out of the school. When I reached the back of the building, I walked over to the very familiar pillar that they always told me to go to. I sat down and put my headphones in playing The A Team be Ed Sheeran.

I was about halfway through the song when the earbud was roughly pulled from my ear. Before I could look up my head was smashed on the wall, causing my vision to blur, black spots danced around in my head, and my sight slowly faded into nothing.

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This is my first real chapter! I hoped you enjoy it! I promise I will get better with time!!!

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