New Girl (Gallagher Girl)

Chapter 1- Hope Is Gone

Sam's POV:

The sound of clanging forks and knives only made my senses stronger. The way all of them acted as if everything was alright bothered me so much that I had to leave. I stood up abruptly causing the chair I was sitting on to screech across the floor.

"If I may be excused," I whispered, walking away quickly.

My feet made little noise as I ran up the stairs. Perfecting my steps to make no sound wasn't as hard as you would think when not eating was something daily for you. After all I already knew that if I did eat anything within their watch I would be forced to throw it up.

Laying down on my bed I took out my black leather notebook that I hide in my mattress. I write down notes things I have got down and things I need to practice. I write down my plans to go to the National Mall soon so I could do a trailing exercise. Being the trailer was easy but being the trailee was the hard part. I looked down at the watch I had on my wrist, which was basically pointless. Time has to be something you always have to know by heart. My head fills with numbers. Latitude and longitude numbers. The exact location of where I am right now. To put it bluntly for you I am basically a walking talking (sometimes) GPS.

Feet pounding up the stairs caught my attention, well I guess the daily torture is coming now. When my door slams open and I don't jump at the slightest, this is a normal thing for me.

"Look at me, you dumb slut!" He shouts loudly, more then likely causing the rest if the house to rush up here. Like always.

I raise my eyes up slowly to him, his nasty teeth are bared to me and his rat-like eyes watch my every move with disgust. And he thinks I'm the disgusting one.

When I finally set my eyes him he is much closer, he shot his meaty hand out and grips my neck tightly. My breath becomes slightly labored but nothing I can't handle. He throws me across the room, the plaster of the wall crumbling down around me. Well, that hurt like hell. A swift kick to my stomach makes me jerk forward. He grunts in disgust of the sight of me and walks out of my room, slamming the door close behind him.

Wow he must be in a good mood, or really really drunk. Probably the last one.

I stand up and calmly walk to the shower that is across for my room. I take my shirt and lift it slightly to see the dark bruise already appearing on my stomach. I sigh and finish getting ready for my shower. Once out of the shower I walk into my room and pick out the dark blue long-sleeved shirt that I bought for myself for Christmas. Yeah sad I know. I pick out some knee-length shorts to go with and lay them on my dresser/desk.

I might as well as go to sleep, I need to be well rested for the tailing I plan to do tomorrow.

Where I'll meet them.

This is a new book I'm writing on the Gallagher Girl series and I am adding a new girl to it so this might just be a fun actually good book! Please tell your friends about it, Vote, or Comment!