Chapter 1

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I woke up to my alarm clock, I quickly shut it off before it woke someone up. I got up and quickly took a shower. I got out and got dressed in a long sleeved black shirt and grabbed my jean jacket. I also slid on some ripped jeans.

I walked downstairs in a rush with a slight limp from when Derek got mad last week. It was 5 O'clock now so I hurried and started making breakfast for Derek, my stepmother Angela, and stepbrother Jake. I set the breakfast on the table just in time before everyone came downstairs. They all sat down and started eating.

"You didnt burn anything for once Gabriella, thats a shocker." Said Derek. I could tell from his tone that he was a little grumpy this morning.

Angela didnt say anything and Jake didnt even start eating, he was obviously at a party last night because he was holding his head in his hands like he had a migraine.

"Gabriella get me some aspirin." He demanded. I nodded and hurried to the bathroom and got him an aspirin and a glass of water. I walked back out and placed it on the table for him.

Jake didnt really abuse me too much, he's against his mom and Derek abusing me. He only did it when Angela was around because if he didnt he would get in trouble too.

After everyone was finished I picked up the dishes and washed them. I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door for school.

I walked to school and quickly went to my locker and grabbed my supplies. As I hurried to class I accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." I apologized quickly.

"Its Ok, I wasn't watching where I was going either, so I guess it was both our faults!"

I looked up to see a blonde girl who was a little taller than me, she had bright blue eyes and a bright smile. I smiled.

"Well, I have to get to class-"
"Wait, what's your name?" She asked me.
"Gabriella." I answered.
"I'm Sasha! Nice to meet you, see I'm kinda new so I was wondering if you could show me where Mr.Jackson's room is?" She asked me.

"I'm sorry, I can't, I have to go.... Bye!" I said quickly and hurried off.

I didnt really have many friends, I didnt want anyone to find out what happens at home....

Jake is a senior this year, I'm a junior, so hes about a year older than me. He is always worried about me when we're at school, and really protective, so no one really messes with me.

After a couple classes were over it was time for lunch, I didnt usually eat anything so I just sat outside against a tree and sketched in my sketchbook.

To my surprise the same blonde showed up and sat next to me.

"Heya Gabs, whatcha up to?" She asked.

"Sketching." I answered quickly.

"Oooh! Can I see? I'm not that good of a drawer." She said.

"Um, sure..." I said, showing her the sketch of the bird feeding it's babies in it's nest up on a branch in the tree.

"OMG thats so good!" She exclaimed.

"Thanks." I said with a small smile.

When the bell rang it was time for PE. Me and Sasha split in our separate​ ways.

I got excused because of me, 'falling down the stairs'. So I just watched everyone play dodgeball. Afterwards, it was time to go home, I quickly grabbed the items I needed for homework tonight, put them in my bookbag and started on my way home.

As I walked up the driveway I felt like I was being watched, I turned around and looked to see if I could find anything. I didnt. I just shrugged it off and quickly got in the house.

I put my stuff away upstairs and started on chores around the house. If I didnt get these done, or not done correctly, I would get a beating...

I mopped the floor in the bathroom and kitchen, made the beds in each room, tidied up the living room, did dishes, and took out the trash.

It was now almost five so I started making dinner. I made steak, mashed potatoes, and corn as instructed on the calendar.

I was almost done with dinner when Derek came home. I heard glass shattering, knowing he was drunk I finished dinner up and placed his plate on the table.

He sat down and I stepped back. He looked at the food with pure disgust.

"What is this crap?!" He yelled pushing the plate off the table, making its contents splatter everywhere and the plate to shatter.

He glared at me and stood up. In instinct​, I backed away a little. He walked up to make and slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground. I felt the hot tears sliding down my face as he grabbed me by my hair and brought his face close to mine.

"Why the hell would you make that fucking shit for me??" He screamed. I stayed quiet knowing if I said anything he would just hurt me more. He threw me against the wall, I cried in pain and he walked back to his and Angela's room.

I picked myself and slowly made my way back to my room. I cleaned myself and the mess up and started on my homework. After I was done I went to bed, hoping the pain would wear off in the morning.

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