A Shoulder to Cry On

Chapter One

(Chapter 1)

Everyone has their secrets.  I do, my sisters do; everyone is entitled to a secret of their own.  I have as many as other do.   Some secrets are best left secrets,  but some..... some can do harm to all that you do and don't know.   Those are the secrets that have ruled my entire life.  

My name is Amy Rogers.   Yesterday I turned 17, meaning there was  just one more year until I could l leave and go to college. Most people would party, but I knew better.   I knew I was lucky to be alive.

All my life my father has beat me.  People have suspected but they never would have wanted to accuse my father of anything.  My father is the kind no one would ever dare mess with.   He is too high up in society- the "I can find out your deepest darkest secrets" type- not to mention he lifts waits for "fun". What people don't know about him is that he is a drunk...

 My mother died when I was 3 and somehow, in his twisted mind, my father made himself believe it was my fault.   ME, a mere 3 year old.

And where are my sisters in all of this?  Well you see they are the prissy little snobs left behind by my ex-step mother. They are off at a fancy boarding school while I'm left here to be beat by my father and go to public school.

The school isn't all that bad, I mean, I have some great friends and one best guy friend.....(yes just a best friend).  He has always been there for me and we have known each other since preschool. His name is Brett Stevenson.   He has green eyes, dirty blond hair, very cute but way out of my league. He is the ONLY one who knows about my father

Monday 5/29/13,

 Dear diary,

     He beat me again last night. This was the worst he has ever beat me. I didn't got to school today; I couldn't with the bruises and black eye left from last night. I can't even look at myself in the mirror.. it hurt so much......

Brett is coming over he is bringing a first aid kit..  My father is off on a business trip for a week THANK GOD! Well have to run Brett's at the door...

   "BRETT!!!" I squeal, "Thank God you're here!" He flung his arms around me; oh how safe I felt in his arms.  He released me and looked at me with sorrow in his eyes.

"This is the worst I have ever seen you......" I didn't respond.   I looked at him, tears filling my eyes, as if saying "you have no idea".   I looked away.  I hated having him see me like this.

"Here lets get you cleaned up." He looked at my clothes and saw some blood stains "I..." I interrupted him:

"You couldn't have done anything; Lord knows what he could have done to you."  Not wanting to think of that, I turned towards the stairs, "I'll go take a quick shower and change clothes,  Make yourself comfortable; if that's even possible".   As i walked up the stairs, I thought of any possible way to get away from this nightmare.  There weren't any...

(Brett's Point of View)

 My God,  I have never wanted to see her so bad.  How could anyone be so beautiful even when covered in blood and bruises?  I cant stand seeing her like that.  God why cant I do anything to help her?!  It felt so good to have her is my arms.  Oh god here she comes. Okay, okay,  be calm be cool just be cool...

 "Sorry i took so long," she said with a sad look on her face.

 "No don't be..."

(Amy's Point of View)

Even after a shower, I still looked like crap.  I hope he doesn't notice.

"Aah!" I hissed as i jerked away from the damp cotton ball.

"I told you it was going to sting," he says.

"Yeah but i didn't think it would sting that much!" I shot back.

"Sorry," he said, kind of shrinking back.

"No don't be.  I'm sorry I snapped at you like that," I replied, calm now.

"It's okay."  I looked at him then down at my feet.   He tilted my head up and looked me in the eyes and inched closer to me then..... 

BAM! He stuck the cotton ball back on the cut on my cheek. Uuhhhggg for one moment I actually thought he might kiss me.. stupid me....

(Brett's Point of View)

It took every ounce of strengthand will power not to kiss her right then and there, but she would never kiss me let alone let me kiss her. I'm such an idiot!