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WAKING TO THE SMELL OF BLOOD

ELLONORE'S POV

'Baby, you need to understand very carefully what I am saying, mommy loves you okay, no matter what happens to me I will always keep watching out for you okay, your step daddy will love you like a princess okay, there is nothing you need to be afraid of' I let out a sniffle and tried to stop my crying but I couldn't , I couldn't lose mommy I tried to stop my cries with every will in me, but I couldn't and I let out a fit of cries resting my head on my mother's shoulder. 'Its okay honey everything is going to be alright'

I woke up startled with beads of sweat rolling from my eyebrows. I checked my old broken alarm to see that it was just 5 in the morning. Letting out a sigh I returned to bed hoping to get more sleep. seconds and minutes passed by but yet I couldn't get any sleep. I kept tossing around to make my body rest for some more time until I decided to wake up so I could take a head start to school.

I got up wincing in pain and looked down to see small circular blood stain on my shirt, 'I smell like old blood' I thought with a grime. I slowly started to get up from my bed and moved towards the bathroom. I stood in front of my mirror and started to strip my clothes off. The sight of my body covered in purple bluish bruises made me wince. Along with healing self inflicted scars, I know its sad to hope and try to end your life, but when you feel so broken, the pain you feel helps you to get distracted from major pains, its like you can focus on pain and ignore the rest .my eyes wanders towards the old scars due to my step dads constant abuse. 'where are you now mommy, why did you leave me here?' I broke down in tears thinking about how my life changed into living hell. Letting out a sniff I checked my bruises and cuts before entering to the shower. I didn't wait for the water to heat up before taking it, slightly shivering with sudden contact of cold water I hissed at the burning yet cooling sensation on my cuts. Trying my best to hurry with the shower without hurting myself further I stepped out of the shower without bothering to check my body once more. I dressed in the first thing I saw. A grey sweat pants with holes on their knees and an old hoodie which I wear everyday to help me hide my bruises.

I took my backpack which I didn't even open due to the events of yesterday, I made my way towards the stairs. 'oh shit I didn't tidy up the house' my eyes widened at the realization that I couldn't clean up because I was in a lot pain. 'I should leave school a little earlier to clean this mess up, for now I hope he ignores it , oh who am I kidding this will make him more angry' I thought to myself and started pushing what ever came in my way to make it a little clean. Then I rushed into the kitchen, carefully trying not to injure any more to the already present injuries and made breakfast.' Scrambled egg and toast, I hope this is enough' I thought to myself and placed it on the table.

Just as I was opening the door to leave I heard my step dads bedroom door open. I rushed out of my house and started to walk briskly turning to look back again and again to see if he has walked out to follow me. ' why does he treat me like that, its not like we have any shortage of money. Mommy left quite a sum for him' as a child I never knew the real reason for him to marry my mother, we were all happy. We had family picnics, vacations like any other normal family. But after my mothers death it looks like everything changed. As days passed and I grew with constant abuse I realized that the only reason he married my mom is for her money. I was so consumed with my thoughts that I didn't realize a car moving along with me matching my speed. Taking a side glance I noticed it was him, the guy talking on phone.

 I started to take faster steps, but who am I trying to out run, I guy in car huh Lol to myself, I mentally face palmed myself and continued without my normal speed trying to ignore the pain on my legs. ' hey its you right, from yesterday. Need a ride?' freaking hell he recognized me, shit. ' are you deaf or something?' ignore Ellenore ignore I kept on chanting in my head 'hey im just trying to be polite okay. No need to be so rude' with that he sped away. Its not I didn't want to accept his offers but it all new to me. New that someone wants to help me. This is a new zone to me . I know its pathetic that I feel this way, but I cannot help myself to feel this way as this is what I have been facing ever since my mother died. ' who is that new guy and why is he trying to help me?' with this thought in my head I started to continue walking to school.