Little Miss Perfect Imperfects Life [Discontinued until further notice]

Chapter 2 -What Lies Beneath

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__I ran back home, tears threatening to dall down my face. My house was an hour away from school, in the 'rich' area of town. I was just a street away from the hell house so I slowed down into a walk.

I started thinking about my life. I have high grades/levels, I'm rich and I'm popular. I hated it . I hated my life. I hate the house, the 3 story , 6 bedroom, 4 bathroom, huge garden, princess worthy house.

I hated my step dad, the billionare, brown haired, sweet and smiling fake who is a very successful buisness man. I hated my mum, the woman who got married to that guy. The woman who gets beat, hit and even raped, the woman who used to be smiling and care free and is now reserved and cries herself to sleep most nights. I hated my dad, the man who left us, the man who divorced my mum but told me that he would always be there. No matter what. And I hate myself. For getting tied into this mess of a life. For being the cold heartless b*tch of the school who only has friends because of popularity and money. I hated everything about my life. Everything.

I stared at the house, the driveway was only occipied by one car. My mums. Meaning Greg wasn't home yet. I smiled at that, wiping the tear that fell down my face. I opened the grand door. "Mum" I called out looking around. "Mum?" I called again. I heard a noise from the kitchen. Dumping my bag on the sofa I walked to where the noise was coming from.

"Hey Mum" I half smiled. The innocent, caring and vunerable girl was back again.

"Hello Darling" She smiled back at me weakly. She stopped what she was doing and looked at me, a flash of worry crossing her face. "Have you been crying?" She started to panick. "What did he do? did he hit you" She ran over to me and hugged me close. "Baby what did he do to you?"

I hugged her back. "Nothing, he hasn't done anything. Not today anyway."

She sighed in relief and withdrew from the bone crushing hug.

"Mum, what did he do to you?" I asked her. Looking at her blue/purple eye and cut lip.

She shook her head waving it off.

"Mum" I warned. I didn't like seeing her hurt.

"He..." she breathed in a sharp breath. "He hit me... Got mad b-because" She sobbed and threw her arms around me.

I rubbed her back tenderly. "Its OK mum. Everything will be ok" I told her, not believeing my own words.

"Its my f-fault. Its all my-" She broke into more sobs.

"No mum its not" Lie "You didn't know he would do this to you, to us"Lie "I can handle this. We can. Together, we can cope" LIE

"B-but" She cried again.

"But nothing mum. Sam and Alexa can't cope, with just my help. You..." I swallowed hard. "You have to try mum. You have to be strong. I know what he does to you, you cry in the night. The twins come in my room at night and" I bit back a sob "They ask to sleep in my room. They ask me why you are crying. You have to be strong mum." I was interuppted from my spech by a click at the door.

Sh*t.

I moved away from mum and walked to the dishes, turning on the tap and slowly cleaning them.