Arias POV
I open my eyes slowly and roll over. Pain shot all threw my body. I slowly push myself up so I'm sitting against a wall and I look around taking in my surroundings. I'm in a corner in the living room where I've fallen asleep. From where I am I can see that there's a broken beer bottle a few feet away from me, there's more beer bottles scattered throughout the rest of the living room and kitchen. There's garbage and random pieces of paper from my school binder my father trashed a week ago when school got out for the summer.
〰flashback〰
"Aria you should have failed! You are a failure! You can't even get 90% in history! I was great at history in school you need to do better or else I'll punish you. Everyone loved me back then. Why don't they like you? Your mean to them that's why! I won't allow my kid to be disrespectful to others! I won't have it!" My father ranted on like this for a few minutes while downing another beer. He then grabbed my binder from me and started ripping out papers saying how I was no good and not talented at anything.
〰end of flashback〰
I slowly and carefully start to stand up using the wall as support. I try to be as quiet as possible incase my father is home though I doubt that. I tip toe down the hallway to his room. His door is wide open and as I expected he's not in there. I drag myself to the bathroom in my room to get ready for the day. My bathroom is the cleanest room in our apartment. Sense it's the only room my father doesn't go in. I have all of my hair and makeup stuff in the 2 drawers beside the sink. Over the sink is where a decent sized rectangle mirror hangs on the wall. Straight across the room is the walk in shower. It's quite roomy and I'm thankful for that or else I'll get claustrophobic.
I step out of the shower and wrap a brown fuzzy towel around myself. I open the bathroom door and enter my room. I walk over to my window and open it, sticking my head out in the warm breezy air. I walk over to my dresser and pull out blue shorts and a white and blue floral baggy long sleeve shirt. I would wear a short sleeve but I'm leaving the apartment and I have too many bruises and scars on my arms, people will notice. Speaking of bruises I almost forgot about my face! After putting on the clothes I picked out I go back in the bathroom to hide the big bruise on my cheek. Then I put on some tanned toms, grab my key and walk out of the apartment door making sure to lock the door behind me.
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Hey guys! So I don't know how often I'll be updating but I decided to update this. I would make it longer but I have to go do some chores then pack to go to a friends house! I might work on the next chapter tonight at her house if I'm bored. I want to thank Kaitlyn501 for the shout out and making the picture for the story!!!! So thank you so much!!!! I hope you guys are liking the story and I've got the next few chapters planned out in my head. And soon you might see shays POV! So keep reading. Thanks! :)
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