Waking up again in the morning isn't fun especially if you live in my life.
"Get your worthless self up and get out of my house to get your dumbass an education"
There goes my abusive Mother. Ever since my father raped me,she blames me for his desires. So everyday when I come home. She beats me,most of the time she's stoned.
I got out of bed and took a quick shower. As the hot water rolled off my tan skin. I silently sobbed at my mothers harsh word. I went into the medicine cabinent and took out my blade.
*slice*
worthless
*slice*
dumb
As the blood dripped from my wrist. I watchef as it oozed out of the slit skin.
Getting out of the shower. I quickly dried myself off amd got dressed. Although Im ugly. I love dressing up. I put on my favorite ripped jeans,a low crop top, and my black converse. I looked at myself in the mirror...tan skin,brown boring eyes,long eyelashes,black curly hair, braces.
I grabbed my bookbag and headed out the door before my mom could see me leave. Waiting for the bus I put my headphones in and listened to "exit wounds" by the script. I was silently singing the words when someone tapped my shoulder.
"you have a beaufiful voice"he said.
I starred silently. Brown messy hair that I wanted to run my hands through,blue eyes,light skin,and straight ass teeth. In other words...HE WAS THE DEFINTION OF AN ANGEL.
"ummm...thanks" I whispered.
"Im Ryan"
"Hannah."
"You go to the arts school?"
"yeah. what about you?" I asked
"haha. why did you think I asked you?" he winked
"sorry"
The cheese bus slowly pulled into our stop. I quickly went on and went to my normal seat all the way to the back where nobody could bother me...I was wrong about that today.
"You mind if I sit here?"
I didn't aswer. I just motioned my hand to him amd smiled.
Since there was no conversation I listened to music again.
Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt
I know you smell the perfume
The makeup on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that their all lies
Bad as you are
You stick around
And I just don't know why
If I was your man
Baby you
Never worry about
What I do
I be coming home back to you
Every night
Doing you right
You're the type of woman
Deserve good things
Fist full of diamonds
Hand full of rings
Baby you're a star
I just wanna show you you are
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to
Give you everything you want and need
Oh baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way loves supposed to be
As the first part came toan end I saw Ryan staring at me with his mouth open.
"ummm..."
"You can really sing"
"thanks" I blushed
As I went to turn off my music,my sleeve rolled up and Ryan saw my wrist.
"Hannah...what are these?" he asked with,what was that? Care?
Uh Oh....
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Its Never Enough
RomanceHannah Lizabeth is 15 years old. She has been depressed since she was 11. She has a barrier around her especially since she has no friends and no family that loves her. What happens when 16 year old Ryan wants to break down her walls? Will she let h...