Livia's Story

Prologue:
Livia's POV
My world was perfect. I was no stranger to struggle but I just always found a way to make it work. That was what I was doing now; finding a way to make it work.
My mother was amazing. She was a kindergarten teacher. She always said "reading is the best superpower you can have" because of her love for reading we spend a lot of time at the library.
My Dad was in my life but I always knew she was too good for him. She had me when she was 19. She married him to hopefully give me a better life.
When I was nine and a half year old she told me. We were at our lunch date to celebrate my half birthday. We had just sat down at the table and started eating our food when she just sprung it on me. I was going to be a big sister. She told me to keep it a secret because she was going to surprise dad. Two weeks went by and she hadn't told him but instead told him to leave. I later found out he was cheating on her. I haven't seen him since.
A few months went by before she took me to meet her boyfriend Jon. He was nice. Correction her was really nice. My mom wanted me to had a father figure so it did take long for them to get married. They were married before Zoe was even born.
There were complications. Just after Zoe was born, my mom died. Leaving me and Zoe with Jon.
Jon never yelled, not until the day after my 13 birthday party. I had 10 girls over and we did makeup and nails. The basement was kinda a mess after words. That was the first time he yelled at me and it was also the first time he hit me. It continued to happen for the next two months. I told myself Zoe would better off here than in some foster home but that the second he laid hand on you we'd be gone. I just never thought it would happen so soon.