Bonded Hate (Matt Smith)

Chapter 1

"GET OVER HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT!" Cody yelled from across the room.

I tried my hardest to rush there, but I guess I didn't go quick enough. Cody ran at me and grabbed the collar of my shirt, throwing me against the wall. He trapped me in the corner of our wall, I slid down it trying to get as far away from him as possible. He lifted his arm up, clenched his hand into a fist, and WHAP right on the face.

He repeated this process about 11 times, before he told me to go up to my room.

That's how my life had been for 15 years. I had almost died a few times, and had been tortured my whole life. I had bruises all around my body, and had at least 20 cuts all the time. I had very poor clothing, and spent most of the day waiting on Cody and being beat.

He had told me that I was his birth daughter and that I should be grateful. He was constantly telling me to call him father, but it just didn't seem right. I hated that man.

9 years later

I had been out of Cody's house for 9 years now, and had almost completely forgotten about him.

I was sitting on the park bench thinking about my eighteenth birthday. The last beating I got before I ran away, and never looked back. I felt a little tear threatening to fall, but I held it back.

That experience had made me tougher. I have never lost in a fight, and I have only cried once in 9 years.

I now had a new life. I had taken up a career in horse training. I had always loved animals, but had never been able to touch one. I lived about a half hour away from the city, in a little log cabin with some horse property.

I had ran, I ran and never looked back. I ran until I found my life here, with my horse Luna and nobody else (Horses can't hurt you) I occasionally go into town for groceries, but other than that, I have my own little world!

I was in town at the moment. Luna was in the shop getting shots. While she was getting shots, I had decided to visit the park. I kept on thinking of my old life, my horrible, terrible, heart wrenching life.

I couldn't hold back, I had broken down in tears. While I was on the bench sobbing, I felt a hand tap me on the shoulder

"Are you Ok? You seem to be... crying."

"Oh no I'm fine, please leave."

"No missy, not until I know that your fine and safe! I'm Matt Smith by the way."

"Oh how funny!" I snuffled away my tears, looking up at the nice man.

"Why?" Matt smiled

"My last name is Smith too! I guess that name is pretty common!"

After awhile of talking and laughing, Matt said.....

"Well Miss. Smith, would you like to go grab a quick coffee?"

"Mr. Smith are you asking me on a date?"

"Well I suppose I am Miss. Smith!" Matt chuckled

"On that case, I would love to!"

It was a date, I have my first date ever! I had been asked on multiple dates, but I turned down all of them. None of them seemed as nice as Matt.

Matt grabbed my hand and I stood up, him walking me over to his car. I happily smiled.

"What was your first name by the way?"

"Oh! I'm Lila."

"Well Lila, I feel like such a lucky man right now taking such a wonderful women like you on a date!"

I quickly blushed, and hopped into the car.