Covering Bruises (On Hold)

no identity

I sat in my room with my door shut and locked, i was shoving all my possessions (which wasn't a lot) into an old suite case i found in the attic. Rich, (that's my uncle but he doesn't deserve that title, so i just call him Rich) was probably drunk somewhere with his deadbeat friends.

It was only 4:24 pm so i still had nearly 10 hours before i was officially 18, but my plan was to get out whenever Rich wasn't here. He was abusive, and it was really bad. Often he would come home drunk to the bone, and throw things at me for not unloading the dishwasher, or not vacuuming the carpets. The worst was when it was late at night and he would come home, and he would wake me up, dragging me by my hair, or clothes, or whatever was easiest, and beat me. At night i was most defenseless, but i could still throw a solid punch.

I got used to it, i know i didn't deserve it, but i accepted that i cant run from it, so i learned how to fight. I would have told someone, if i would have had someone to tell. 

Rich was always weird about that, he said we moved to Arizona immediately after my mother left us. Rich and his wife Susan took me, and no one knows what happened to my brother. Susan was Rich's wife at the time i was little, and i was only two when the 'abuse' started

They would lock me in closets so they wouldn't have to take care of me, they would leave me in the car on the hottest days of the summer just so they wouldn't have to bring me into the store, and they even duck taped me to my highchair and left me alone when i was 5, just so they wouldn't have to change me into my snow clothes when they were going out.

Thankfully Rich divorced that bitch when i turned 11, one less abusive asshole to deal with. 

I remembered i needed my wallet from downstairs, and as i was walking through the small, old, broken house, i started to cry. I don't know why, tears just came flowing down my face. Was i sad to leave this hell hole? Of course not, but this was the only thing i knew! I didn't know my family, i had no friends, i don't even have an official birth certificate. 

That's what i forgot to tell you guys, Rich was always weird about me making friends or being out in public, i never understood why, i just always assumed that it was because he didn't want people to see my bruises and becoming suspicious. 

One time, when i was 12, I tried to register for middle school, and they couldn't accept me because they had no files for me. Its always been like that, and I'm guessing its because when my mom left she didn't even bother leaving us our identities. And because of that, i have never been to school a day in my life.

Rich always kept me close, i could never ever bring a friend over, or go to a friends house, I had never been on a date for god sake's! And to be honest, i had never even left that town in Arizona.

That's why i kept my YouTube a secret from Rich, I knew he would flip out if he knew millions of people saw me once a week.

I finally found my wallet and was just closing up the suitcase when i heard a engine out side, Rich. 

Oh god, this could get interesting...

Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading this, i know the beginnings long and boring, but i will for sure be uploading again this week. There is a picture of Alex up on the side, shes so pretty! And what do you think is going to happen when she tries to leave? Comment and vote thank all!! ily☺♡✿∞

(ps. Cam action soon maybe??)