The boys and I

Chapter One - The Move

Hello so my names Scarlette, this is weird I'm basically talking to myself. Anyway this is a book about my life, I guess haha. Enjoy!

Scarlette's POV

I sigh annoyed at life, as my alarm clock goes off next to my bed. I know right an alarm clock what's wrong with you? Why can't you just use your phone? Well I guess I'm a bit old fashioned, so um deal with it yeah haha. I roll over and hit the stop button and sit up letting my blanket fall to my waist and look around my room for the last time. It's not like I was allowed anything anyway I was the forgotten child. I know typical. See my father hates my with a passion, he can't stand me and only keeps me around for the money I get him from Centrelink. Well that's about to change. I stretch then get out of bed and pull on a pair of old track pants that were handed down to me from my sister since I wasn't allowed to have my own clothes apart from school ones. I thank god that I'm leaving this god forsaken town and country. I walk out into the hallway form my small cupboard room. It has just enough room to fit my small single bed a small chested draws. I make my way down the hallway quickly and quietly so I don't run into anyone or my father. I get into the bathroom and lock the door and sigh in relief that I was able to make it there without anything happening. I quickly strip out of my clothes and jump into the shower taking less that 6 minutes to was my whole body and hair, if I took any longer I would be in so much trouble. I then step out and dry myself and look at myself in the mirror. I have bruises all over me apart from my arms and the bottom of my legs. Most are a deep dark purple with yellow around the edges. I quickly run out of the bathroom from disgust and run into my 'room' and get changed and make sure all of my things are packed into my tiny suitcase and then take it all downstairs and place it near the door where I was instructed last night then start to make breakfast for everyone. I start cooking the bacon and pancakes then start on the eggs as the rest of the house start waking up and talking happily with each other. I place all the food on the plates and put them on everyone's seat apart from mine I don't have a place at the table, I then walk back into the kitchen and make sure all the food is thrown out for our move and then take the trash out as I hear everyone talking and getting along while eating their breakfast. I stay to the shadows until my bell is rung to come collect the dishes. I look at my family before quickly clearing away their mess and disposing off it all and eat any leftovers from their plates as I'm only allowed to eat dinner, but your girl can't help herself.

(Just a quick eating the next part is quite sexual and involves some unconsentual scenes)

I hear someone behind me as I quickly suff the left over bacon in my mouth, just then I am pushed into the cupboard and slam my head on the bench and groan
"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT EATING AND STEALING FROM ME" my father screams at me while pushing himself into me while I was bent over the counter top unable to move
"I'm sorry" I choke out trying to hold the tears back
"YOU SHOULD BE, LOOKS LIKE YOU NEED ANOTHER LESSON" he says placing his hand on my ass cheek then slaps it
"WHAT DO YOU SAY, MY LITTLE SLUT" he say against my ear, holding me down as he runs his hand over my body and thrust his hips against my ass making him moan and push against me harder slamming my into the counter again and punch me in the ribs
"Stop before you kill her" I hear someone say
"Get out she need to be taught a lesson" I hear my father say annoyed at my brother for stepping in
"You can do it when we get to the UK, if we don't leave now we will miss our flight" my brother says and my dad stops slamming his clothed erection against me and pushes me one last time and walks away leaving me to fall to the ground

Okay you are safe to read again

I look over to my brother with tears in my eyes, and he just looks at me and walks away. I let my tears fall then wipe them away and get up and wash my hand and fix my hair and then my bell rings. So I then gather myself together and walk out of the kitchen like nothing happens
"There she is the bitch of the family" my older sister says pulling my hair
"YOU get out things and take them to the car" one of my younger sister says pointing to the massive pile of suitcases and bags
"Answer her you BITCH" my younger brother says slapping me in the face
"Yes" I say through gritted teeth and pretend that it doesn't hurt. I then collect all of their things as the settle into the car and I arrange everything so I still have room to sit in the boot of the car I then get in as my older brother gives me a sad look and then closes the boot door and leaves me trapped in there. I then break down and cry.