I woke up from my phone's alarm playing Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana under my pillow. With my eyes barley open I grabbed my phone and hit the power button to turn it off. I can't have my dad waking up, even though he probably fell asleep down stairs but I didn't want to take any chances.
I went up to my dresser and choose a pair of black leggings and an All Time Low pullover. My father thinks the reason my mother left us because of me. Even though she left when I was a baby, so I don't understand how it's my fault. He doesn't even care about me, him and his creepy friends have tried to rape/molest me but every time I get out of it. But the more I get away the more my father abuses me, now my body has bruises all over it.
I brush my reddish brown hair and put on light makeup. I looked at my few makeup products and my clothes. I've always had to buy everything myself, me and my band, Seventh Avenue, get money for every show but not enough for someone to live without support from their parents. All of my band members live at home where their parents support them and well love them. This band is the closest I have to a family and they know that. They don't know about my dad being abusive, they just think I have problems at home.
I grab my backpack from my room and put on my black vans. I don't leave my shoes downstairs because I try to not spend too much time down there. If I do I might run into my dad and well that never ends well. I quietly walked down the steps of my "family's" trashy house. My "father" works at some car repair place. It's a alright job, he just spends all of his money on beer and cigarettes.
Once I got downstairs I saw Bill (my father) asleep or passed out on the coach with empty cans of beer on the ground. I snuck out without him waking up. Once I got out I sighed in relief, if I woke him up all hell would break lose.
Author's Note
This is my first story on this account, I had an account last year but I ended up deleting it.
Please comment and tell me what you think :)
The picture on the side is Taylor :)
BTW I'm making this entire book in Taylor's point of view sooo yeah :P
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My Protective Demon
RomanceTaylor lives life barley getting by, her dad is abusive and the only thing getting her by is music. One night when she is preforming with her band she sees him. Something was different about him, he looked at her differently then anyone else.Somet...
