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"Your useless!"

"YOU LITTLE SLUT! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DISAPPEAR?!"

"I wish I never had you."

"Your a mistake!"

This is what I hear everyday because my parents, 16 years ago made a mistake. I've tried so hard to be the daughter they want. I go to their stupid violin lessons, I study hard in school and get good grades, I'm the top of every class, and I'm even in every sports team. I should be considered the perfect child right? But no. I'm not.

Today is like every other day, wake up, get beaten, go to school, do after school sports, piano lessons, come home, get beaten, study, get beaten some more before going to bed. Has my life always been this terrible? No. My life only went to hell 1 year ago.

Before that day, I was still being abused but I was able to smile knowing I'd be able to see her. My best friend. She was all I had. She made my life complete. She was my family.

1 year ago she died. She was found in her car, blood completely drained from her body yet she had no wounds. Not even a single scratch. It made no sense. Not even the police could understand what happend. So what did they Do? They labeled it a suicide and moved on to the next case. It was like she was nothing. They didn't even try!
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Arriving at school I headed towards the nearest bathroom, quickly maneuvering myself infront of the mirror and covering my black eye with some cover up. I accidentally spilt my orange juice so my mother threw the glass I had been using at my face. Luckily it didn't break but it was still enough to bruise me.

Sighing I pulled up my shirt to reveal more bruises some old, some new. Next I pulled up my sleeves to change my bandages. I started cutting after she died. I couldn't help it. I needed something to do to release my anger and depression.

I quickly pulled my sleeves and shirt down after hearing the bell ring. I head out the door towards my first class. Math.
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(Time Skip)
Sitting in class I silently drew in my book as my teacher instructed. Everything she was saying was just a blur and kept away in the back of my mind. I was so concentrated on drawing that I failed to notice the door to the class opening, but I was jerked back to reality from the slam of the door.

"Good morning students" There stood my principle, Mr. Lori. I personally hate his ass but my classmates, and by classmates I mean the horny girls, love him because he's young and cute.

Rolling my eyes I reply back with the rest of the class saying the usual "Good morning sir".

"You, boys and girls are lucky enough to have a new classmate. Please treat him nicely"

I watched as the idiot moved out of the way to reveal a hot boy with black hair dressed in..black and red? He looked scary to be honest. Must be a bad boy.

"Please introduce yourself." My teacher said with a small smile while gently pushing him forward.

Dozing off again I failed to notice him starring. At me. Like directly at me. Before smirking. Coming back to reality again my eyes widen seeing him looking at me.

Why is he looking at me?

His smirk grew as he walked towards me before bending down to my height and whispering.

"You smell like blood..you should check that babe."

I looked up at him confused as he winked and went to an empty seat at the back of the room. I smell like blood? What the hell?

Drifting my eyes down I realise what he meant...shit. There my wrists were bleeding through my shirt sleeves. I got up and quickly ran out of the class. I can't believe this!
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(Third person POV)

(Y/N) made her way to the bathroom failing to notice a certain boy or rather vampire following her.

As she slammed open the door and turned on the sinks she tore her shirt off shoving it under the running water. Watching as the once crimson red color begins to fade off the once white shirt.

"Well I never expected self harm."

(Y/N) jumped turning around, eyes wide with hands covering her small breasts. Her heart beating so loud it felt as though it would jump out of her chest.

He could hear that and it only made him all the more hungry.

He slowly walked towards her pinning her against the counter holding her hands to her side and shoving his head in the crook of her neck.

"Stop it. Now. Your making me lose it!" He yelled punching the wall behind her making her yelp.
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((Y/N)'s POV)

Did he just..? No he couldn't!..but there's a..He just punched a hole through the wall...

"I'm sorry did I scare you? Hm?" He said while playing with my hair smirking down at me.

"You didn't scare me. You just confused me." I said smirking back trying so hard to hide my fear.

He laughs leaning in closer. "Don't lie. I can smell the fear radiating off you."

"What do you want?" I said eager to change the subject.

"I what to know why your covered in bruises. Why you cut yourself. And most of all, why do you smell so different?"

He keeps talking about smell? Does he have like a super nose or something? What a weirdo. Placing my hands gently on his chest and smiling up at him, I watched as he made a confused face. Then,

Then I make one hard ass push making him stumble backwards.

"I don't know who you think you are but my parents-"

"Your parents? The ones who beat you?"

"H-how did you..how?"

"How did I know?..Well baby it's obvious. I was hoping you'd tell me yourself but your being a little bitch."

"Bitch?"

"You heard me. A little bitch."

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" I was beyond angry at this point, practically in tears.

"I want to be your friend."

"Y-your friend?"
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(A/N)
I hope you all enjoyed. I worked very hard on the first chapter. I know it's a little boring right Now, but I swear it's gonna get Good! Please vote, comment, follow and share! Bye for now,
Liv!

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