Broken...

The Beginning ( chapter 2)

Hey loves its Katie I hope you realised by now I have changed my name to my nickname so its not so long. I Really hope you enjoy expecting to be up till four o'clock finishing this long chapter just for you loves :D (12:47 am) So yes hopefully you will like it!

Again sorry for not updating in forever just had a lot of studying for finales but I'm free for summer now! yay ^-^√ (time to get my tan on)

  I slowly turn my head hiding the burning tears threatening to poor down my face, I ignore Harper practically running up the stairs only to crash around the bend dropping to my knees hearing my heart pound in my chest.

They must never know.

My ankle screaming in antagonizing pain I hear the bone shift every time I move. My foster mother will kill me if they were to find out I would be put to a painful death before they could even help me, she would find away even if they were to lock her up she'd find away.

Crawling I finally get to the dark wooden room closing the door winding to a corner and just start crying. Crying over the pain. Crying over my life. Especially Crying over not being able to live my as a girl, but No I am forced to be abused over the simplist things I should just end my life.

Its the most eastiest thing I could do to cope with this. I relently close my eyes the tears falling from the tip of my nose I watch them fascinated of how free they are to glide away.

I hear a sharp knock at the door the next thing I know my foster mother has my throat pinned.

"Embarass me again and its the last time you ever see daylight! " her thumb and forfinger was blocking my airpipe squeezing harder and harder I started seeing dots my face becoming a painful of all the pressure, my face I could feel was turning purple I try to gasp for air but only get responded to a deeper grip the tears just burst no sound just clear water drops pouring out.

My eyeslids start to get heavy, my mind is going black I feel my body go limp, she let's go letting my head hit the floor I black out wishing my life would just end.

. I wake up with a excruciating pain in my neck and ankle, slowly I lift my head to see Harper standing right in front of me, my eyes widen with terror what if he sees I can positively know she left more dark purple colour bruises.

I grab my hair and push the long locks around my neck, he slowly puts his hand out as if cautious quietly brings his fingers to my neck pushing the hair out of the way moving the turtleneck down and puts his fingers gently on the bruised and broken skin

I put my head down avoiding eye contact I look up a little to the side making sure my foster mother is not going to attack me at any  moment I hesitantly and slowly turn to meet his green eyes staring heavily into mine. he speaks in a slow voice rolling out the words.

"Who the hell did this to you, you could've died the way this looks" I pull away turning "No one, I'm fine..." I reply trying to hide the emotion of the pain. "Like hell, I'm getting mom and dad"

My blood went cold "No! please dont! I beg you please don't!"the tears keep pouring out, I feel sick to my stomach. Harper looks bewildered he grabs my hand which I hesitantly let him take it. 

"Alright as long as you let me tend to you to help you heal" I nod urgently "Fine, but please keep it between us" he smiles a little "You have my word".

Katie~

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