Angel and Quinn love story

Chapter 1

Angels POV:

I woke up to bring me the horizon: Sleepwalking

I turned the volume down so I could barely hear it because if it was to loud Chris would hear it and I can't deal with a beat in right before school.
If your wondering who Chris is he's my d*ckhead of a dad.

He beats me because he blames me for my mom moving out when I was only 5 years old but I can't remember her at all I wish I could and I wish I could see her but then I don't want to because I know that if I do I'll probably hate her for leaving and that caused for him to beat the crap out of me.

When I was 5 he was fine but when I got to 7 he stopped feeding me and he always said I should loose some weight and the best way to do it is to stop eating completely but he alway gave me one thing a day and that one thing would be a apple one of those tiny apples that are in those stupid packets. As I got older he started to beat me and he still does.

I'm used to it know but that's the thing I shouldn't be saying I'm used to it, it's not right but then again nothing about me is right. I have weird eyes they change colour depending on the season. Weird right?? Yh I know it is.

5 minutes later ---

I was in the shower and I washed myself and done what I needed to I walked back into my room to see a not so pleasing sight I wish I never had that shower now.

A- angel C- dad

A- hey dad

C- you woke me up you little b*tch!!

A- sorry I didnt mean to why don't you go back to sleep now??

C- no way, not now I can't. So your gonna pay.

A- n-no dad p-plz don't hurt me I've got to go to school.

I had to think of something fast I didn't want to be limping at school today.

C- no baby girl I WILL hurt you now and when you come back from school you will hurt even more.

With that he punched me in the stomach and then he slapped me and called me a slut and some more unkind words but that didn't bother me I'm used to it now. Then he punched me in the face.
He walked out the door and into his room probably to pleasure himself since he has nobody to do if for him because he's a sick bast*rd!!!

I got up from the floor and walked to my closest and got dressed in black ripped skinny jeans with a white studded belt and a black veil brides tee. I grabbed my make up bag and put pale foundation on to cover up the bruise on my check and I put in my black lip stick to cover up cut on my lip but I hate lip stick so I don't know why I have it but I don't care I need it now. I picked up my eye liner and put it on thick on my top lid and waited for it to dry and I put in on my water line and closed my eye to stop the tears from falling out.
I did that to the other one and wait for it to dry and after that I grabbed my iPod and grabbed my earphone and I put it in my pocket and pulled my bangs over my forehead in the Emo style. I grabbed my bag and ran down the stair before my dad could get me again but I was wrong and I was tripped and slapped again before I ran out the door and into the street and I had to run to the park before I stopped running and started to walk to school. I pulled my iPod out and put my screamo music on to claim my racing heart.

The best song ever ever started to play: SAY WHAT?! U DONT AGREE WITH THE THING I DO AND I CAN NEVER BE THE PERFECT IMAGE OF WHAT U WANT WANT!!

I sang the rest of the song and I finally reached class and walked to my home room after that I went to first period art.

On my way there I was punched against locker and pushed to the floor dropping my things when I looked up at the person I backed away so they could walk past me.
I waited till everyone was in class before I got up from 'my spot' and I walked to art.