Scarlettes P.O.V
"You stupid whore! You're just a waste of space like ya parents! You should have been killed to!" My so called Uncle Clarrence spat at me while he kicked me in the ribs continuously. "oh f*ck you, I'm sick of your sh*t! I have put up with this for far too long." I said with fury roaring from within me, " How dare you talk to me like that you stupid girl!" Uncle Clarrence said with an inhumane growl irrupting from his chest, what the hell was that?! He kicked me one last time for sure breaking a couple of my ribs. " I hope that will teach you something you pathetic b*tch". I was sick of this, the constant beatings! he is the reason why I am like this. My Uncle walked out of my room slamming the door saying a few curses, I Limped to my bathroom bringing the first aid kit with me and doing my normal routine, Come home, Get beat then clean my wounds.
My name is Scarlette Jones, as you can probably tell by now i have a pretty sh*t life, i live with my wonderful uncle Clarrence and his bitchy, trampy wife. Me and my brother were forced to live with them because they're the only family we have left because our parents were brutally killed by an evil man, well... thats what we are told. My brother Blake currently moved to go to college, he left me with these evil people, they didn't use to beat me when he still lived here.. They've always hated me though, and idolizes my brother like hes some kind of trophy, and I'm like the left over piece of vegetables on a two year old's plate that nobody wants. But well, I'm kind of used to it now.
I got up out of bed with a yawn following not far behind me, I reach to put on my slippers to start on today's breakfast. I've always made breakfast it's just one of the many things I have to do around here, and any complaints or bad food bam there's a beating. I'm more of a personal slave then a family member, but As I've grown over the years I have also grown sick of the way these people are treating me.. I'm sick of the repetitive beatings for the most littlest things, but I was too weak to fight back and tahey used it to their advantage, the last time I tried to defend myself the stronger the beatings and consequences got, I think the last time I ate was about three days ago when my friend Josh bought me some crackers, I was awfully skinny due to not eating any food. I prepare the food for those heartless things I call "family" and head back upstairs to have a shower before I go to school. I turn on the shower and watch the steam arise from the heat of the water, I look at my reflection in the mirror and am graced with something horrendous. I'm ugly, my eyes are a faded green not a glint of happiness in them, my hair felt like straw it was also a lifeless light brown that cascaded down my back covering majority of the scars that trailed down my spine, my body was awfully skinny in need of a visit to the gym and in need of something to eat. I hop in the shower, wincing at the stinging of my cuts and bruises, I grab some strawberry body soap and gently lather it on my body cleaning all the dried blood I missed last night. I hop out and make my way to my ragged wardrobe, I throw on some sweatpants and a long sleeve to hide my scars and cuts, I head back downstairs and set the table for my "family". "Is the food ready yet b*tch?" My slut of an aunt spat at me, "yes! Get it yourself this time" I spat back with annoyance, " DON'T TALK TO YOUR AUNT LIKE THAT YOU STUPID WHORE!" Uncle Clarrence roared at me while charging at me with his fist, but enough is enough.. today is the day where It all stops. I may still be wounded and weak but today is the day where enough is enough. I quickly dodge his fist and it planted itself in the wall, "what the f*ck?" He said surprised at my actions, "I'm sick of being treated like dirt! I'm sick and tired of these beatings you're giving me! I hate both of you and I'm leaving and never coming back!" I roared, I'm quite surprised at the authority in my voice, " you're not going anywhere you stupid little slut!" He yelled at me he managed to get his fist out of the wall and took another swing, I managed to catch his fist and I picked up the pan full of deliciously good food and hit him in the head with it, he fell to the ground unconscious and the side of his face was slightly burnt probably from the pan. "You killed him! How could you kill your own family you heartless monster!" My slut of an aunt yelled while charging at me like the mad woman she is, "Oh go sit down before you break a nail, I'm sick of your sh*t too love !" I picked up the pan and hit her on the head too, " f*ck you" I said walking over both of the limp bodies, I surprised myself with these sudden movements but I was proud of myself. Adrenalin coursing through my veins! Wow! That felt great!!! It may have opened up a couple of cuts but it was worth the pain, i will never let anyone hurt me like that again!
It was a school day today, so I had to get ready, and if your wondering no I did not kill my Aunty and uncle they are just going to be unconscious for a while.. I stuff some clothes into my school bag and run to school.
I walk into the doors of Bennette High School, and walk to my locker, I open it up and put my bag in it, when I was in the middle of grabbing some books out of my locker a felt something push me into my locker causing me to drop all of my books, "Watch it b*tch!" The schools slut Chelsea yelled at me in her annoying high pitched voice, "You watch it sl*t! Wouldn't want to break a nail!" I say clearly surprising everyone, I'm sick of being pushed around and today I have grown sick of it and I will not be pushed around by no one anymore. " what the f*ck did you just say to me freak?!" Chelsea said charging towards me nearly tripping over her 6 inch heels in the process, she goes to slap me but I catch her wrist and squeeze tight. " as I said" I said tightening my grip on her wrist, " you wouldn't want to break a f*cking nail" I say pushing her filthy hand away from me, "arghh" she said storming off. I picked up my books and headed to class, oh what a day today's going to be.
