Abused//L.H. COMPLETE

Ch. 2

(The Amanda is supposed to be Amanda Steele and luke is luke hemmings)
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Amanda's pov:

I grab for a pair of shorts. When I got them originally, they were jeans but I cut them a little above then knee and rolled them up to a socially appropriate length. (which is short)  I grab a school promoting shirt and tuck in it a little bit in attempts to better compliment my body shape. I slide on my cheap flip flops from Walmart and I put some eyeliner on from a drugstore.

I turn my head to look at my window and at the drop below, due to the fact that my room is on the second floor. To use the window or the front door? I take a minute to think of my choices. Using the front door would mean going by my dad and If I get caught then I'll probably get a punishment or lecture of some sort. Going out my window means he might not even find out I was gone, but if he does it's a punishment as well.

"Window" I whisper to myself. I open My window, I look down at the far drop and try to remind myself that I've done it before. It was a very serious time and I needed to get out if the house but part of me wishes that I stayed.

I step one foot out of the window onto a small ledge under the window designed for holding plants. Except my dad rather decorate the house with beer bottles and cans that smell of alcohol. There's a nearby tree that I need to make it to, I eye it carefully and imagine how I will get to it. I hear a door open, I turn my head quickly to look into my room. It isn't my door. I duck down incase it's my door next. I look out the front and see the mad man stumble to his car. I try to get into my window as fast as I can so he doesn't see me when he drives forward. I stand up as quick as I can, and put my head and a leg in the window. My second leg trips on the window sill in attempt to get in my room fast. My knee scrapes on the window sill making me grunt as I fall to the floor.

"ow." I cry quietly. I look down at my bloody knee, it's not a severe injury but it's bad enough.

I manage to get up off the cream floor with now a red spot and a brown spot from the beer. I hear an engine fire up and speed off and away from the house. I look out the window, my dad left probably to go to the bar like he does nearly everyday "it's my job" he says, but I know he's wrong and just craves for a drink.

I close the window then head out of my room after I grab my iPod that I had forgotten previously. I leave the house with no need to lock it because everyone in the neighborhood knows my dad can afford more than we own but he wastes it on any alcohol he can get his hands on.

I walk down the street, having a small limp in my walk doesn't help, especially when you are already late. I reach the end of the neighbor hood and I look to the right to see Starbucks, it's fairly close to my house. I walk down the street, and bam I'm there. I open the door and Meghan waves to me. I walk to the table shes at.

"You okay?" She asks.

I don't want to lie to her, but before I know it black fills my eye sight and I hear Meghan scream after my head falls onto the table.

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