HIM!!!

Chapter 1

"Ahhhh! Please stop! It hurts!" I scream as my dad kicks me in my stomach again. You people must be wandering where my mum is...................well she is standing in the doorway laughing at me as I get beat by my dad.......again.

My name is Breanne. I am 17 years old and I live with my mum and dad in Los Angeles. I go to school with my best friends Chelsea and Arden. I have been abused since I was 10 years old and I have tried to kill myself about 7 times now but instead of dying I always pass out and wake up on the same spot with blood all over me.

So right now I am getting beat because I forgot to make my parents food when I came home. I get beat when I eat without permission, come home from school late, don't make food and mainly when my parents are drunk.

My dad finally stopped beating me and left me lying on the floor near the wall he threw me against before he left. I went to clean my cuts in my bathroom and when I finished I went to sleep because I had school tomorrow.

It was already 10p.m. when I decided to go to sleep and it took me about 45 minutes to fall asleep because my body was so painful. But I finally fell asleep thinking of what would happen tomorrow.

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I woke up to pain all over my body. I almost yelped in pain as I stood up from my bed and walked to the bathroom to have a shower. You see, in the mornings I am not allowed to wake up my parents because they will beat me.

I got out of the shower and went to see what I could wear today. I decided on wearing my grey skinny jeans, my black hoodie and black tommy tackies.

Going downstairs I went into the kitchen and got an energy bar from the cupboard. I got outside without bumping into my parents thankfully and got out my skate board to go to school. When I arrived at school everyone looked at me because I am the baddass of the school. I would have come with my motorbike but it was getting a new coat of paint today. Okay, even though my parents hate me they still get me things because they have nothing better to do with our money.

I heard there was a new kid coming today, it was strange because we never get new people to come here because they always think we are mean and don't obey rules, WELL WHO CARES! So today was going to be.........different.

I walk into the school and head to my locker but then some idiot taps my shoulder, I was going crazy because people know that I hate it when people touch me so I turned around slowly so I don't flip out on the person. When I have fully turned around I see someone I haven't seen before. Aaahhhhh he must be the new kid.

"May I help you?" I say with a smile because he was smoking. Ooohhh that jawline is on point, those dark brown eyes, that spiky dark brown hair and that million dollar smile. I swear I was drooling when I saw him because he defined the look of a hot bad boy.

"Yeah umm can you help me find the main office please?" he answered after a minute of checking me out. WHY are boys so weird when they see hot girls? They always get that smirk on their face and try to act cool and then fail miserably when they try to talk.

"Sure let me take you. What's your name?"I asked out of curiosity. You know that feeling you get when someone is looking at you? Yeah I could feel that he was looking at my ass. "Hey stop looking at my ass please." I said with a sassy voice.

He let out a chuckle and asked "How did you know that I was looking there? Any way my name's Carter. And yours?" he said with a smirk on his face.

"First of all it was a suspicion and you just confirmed it and second my name's Breanne." I answer with a smirk on my face because he admitted to looking at my butt.

"This is the main office. Peace out sucker." I said while turning to walk away from him. He held my wrist just before I was about to walk away.

"Hey thanks for the help. See you later?" He said.

"Yeah. BYE!" I said and ran to my class because I was already late. I had math first and I loved math I was always top in class and the teacher loved me. When I got to the classroom I excused myself for being late and the teacher said it was okay.

We got a test today and I was almost finished when Carter walked in. He looked at the teacher and came to sit next to me without even saying good morning.

I finished my test and since I always finish way before everyone the teacher marked my paper and gave it back to me. As always I got full marks. I was getting bored just sitting there so I took out my phone and started playing subway surfers. The bell finally rang and I was standing up to go to my next class when the teacher called me to her desk. When everyone was out she asked me if everything was okay at home now. She is the only one who knows about the abuse at home.

I said things are still the same, but sometimes I feel like they are getting worse. She said I was strong and I would get through it. Even though I know I won't. 

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Now I was walking out of the school getting ready to go home and I bumped into someone that stood like a wall. I was about to fall back so I closed my eyes waiting for my body to erupt with pain when I hit the ground but instead someone caught me. I screamed in pain because the person was touching a bruise I got from yesterday's beating.

I looked up and saw it was Carter who was holding me, I stood up and rubbed where he held me because I was trying not to cry. He looked at me with a confused expression on his face. I looked at him and tried to walk away but but failed miserably because my body could not handle the pain and I fell to the ground screaming because of the pain.

I looked up and saw Carter leaning over me with a  panicked and a sympathetic look on his face. I felt like shouting at him to go away but decided against it.

He picked me up and I'm guessing he took me to his car but before I could say no I blacked out.