H.A.R.D L.I.F.E

TEASER

NOELLE'S POV

I hate it here.

I need to leave.

I looked in the mirror at my right cheek. My bruise was gone but the memory wasen't.

F L A S H B A C K

"Stop!" I yelled at my uncle Q. He was beating my aunt to the point of unconsciousness. She may not like me and vise versa but no woman should be beaten on. I beat on his back. He turned but in the progress back handed me. I did a little twirl and hit the wall causing my head to leave a whole. I groaned in agony. He continued to beat on her. I thought this was my chance to get him locked up once and for all. I ran to the kitchen only to be yanked my my hair back causing me to look like a cartoon character. He punched me in my cheek causing me to land next to my unconscious aunt. Silent tears ran down my face. He continued to beat me next. "Leave me alone!" I yelled and kicked him in the arm. I tried to move but he just kept doing that. I felt myself losing sight of the real world. After 3 more blows I was unconscious.

I stay in my room most of the time. It is not even safe to get something to drink. It is like a battle field at a place I wish to call home. I looked in the mirror. I took my mothers hair but my fathers eyes. I had my dad's nose but my mom's skin tone. I took in my mothers lips while I took in my fathers mother's curves. I sighed as my eyes got blurry. I need to stop crying. But that is all I can ever do in this house. I heard a soft knock on my door turn in to rapid knocks. I walked to my door and saw my brother tears coming from his face. Then, I looked and saw my aunt with a studded belt. I yanked him in and slammed the door. I locked it and put a chair in front of it. My brother held on to my leg crying. I picked him up and held him in my arms. I looked at the bruises. Why in the lords name did she do this?! I can't. I walked over to my bed still holding him. "I want mommy and daddy!" He wailed. "I do too.." My voice trailed off. I do too...
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