Prologue
~JUNE 11TH, 2010
The blood trickled from my lip to the ground and I smiled sadistically. I'm practically used to this stuff. I'm numb.
"Get the f*ck up b*tch!" The same 'sweet' voice that I rise to every morning yells at me. I stand up with suprisingly, no weakness at all.
This would be the last time he touched me or hit me or any of the people that hate me, but I wish I could say the same.
"That's all you got old man." I challenge him, walking around him like a lioness circling her prey. His eyes follow every move I make and I fake lunge at him, only to find his weakness. I chuckle darkly.
"You call me worthless, weak, and a wimp, when you are nothingless than me. I am stronger and smarter than you will ever be. Don't forget it." This is the first time, I ever stood up for myself, for the abuse, for my freedom. My fist flew up to his face and knocked him out cold.
"And my name is Eve, you d*ck." I spit on him and walk out of the house and into my new-found freedom.
(eve is to the side, who else wants to brush demi lovato's hair?)
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Eve (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl. A girl raised in an abusive home, where she learned how to use her words. A girl who learned how to stand up for herself. A girl who learned how to be free. A girl who learned how to love again. A girl with an extraordi...
