Broken

Amanda Mason.

                 

                                                                Eighteen years later.

  Amanda's P.O.V  

 Grrrrrnnnn..

          I couldn't belive it was day break already, i mean i practically didn't get any sleep at all and now i had to prepare for school, school which i called my doom and so here goes the story of my life.  As a kid i couldn't understand why my mother hated me so much, i had tried everything i could to make sure she was proud of me but it always ended up disastrous because it was either i didn't do them well or my effort were too extreme. I hurt a lot as a kid especially when my dad was away on business trips seeing he was the only one who could save me from my mother's and what always surprised me was the fact that none of my siblings were treated that way.

        I didn't find out the bitter truth until i was ten years old. I was in the kitchen doing the dishes when a plate slipped from my hands and very unfortunately for me my mum was in the sitting room. I didn't even have time to prepare for the blow and beating i received that day and my siblings couldn't help me because my mum was stronger add that to the fact that my dad was on another business trip. That beating ended up with me loosing conciousness and finding myself on the hospital bed, my dad had flown in the next morning and with tears in his eyes he had apologised for always being away and not being able to protect me like he was supposed to and there on he had told me the story of how i was found on their doorstep with nothing but a wedding band which served as a neckace on my neck and how he had decided to keep me but then mum had been so strong headed on keeping me out that they had fought about it for days,and in the end dad had won and to make matters worse dad seemed to dote me more than he did my siblings and that still got to my mum everytime.

         I was brought back to the present by the sound of my phone, it was kim my best  friend calling. We've been friends since i was seven so she knew about my deep secrets and more than a friend she was a sister. ''Hey babe watsup'' i answered and trust me i was in no way prepared for the pirecing noise that she replied with. ''You might not believe the news i just heard right now'', she asked ''What is the big news that you couldn't wait for me to get to school before screaming my ears off''.  ' There's a new guy at school and he's not your normal teenage guy he's a billionaire heir can you imagine a freaking billionaire heir, Amanda are you still there hello'. ''kim i'm still here and can we please just talk about this when i get to school i have to survive this morning at home first; we'll talk at school okay''. '' Okay whatever and don't be late'', she replied before cutting the call, typical of her; Kim was gorgeous and beautiful with tanned skin, average height and all her figures in the right place, she was also very bright and bold which made people like her a lot and unlike me she had a lot of friends even though i was her best friend. I on the other hand was slightly dark in complexion, i was very tall unlike girls my age and i was as slim as a broom, add that to the fact that i couldn't hold a proper conversation without stuttering, and the fact that my own mother abandoned me when i was a kid, trust me i hated my life but i still i had to live it anyway.

        I couldn't remain in my room forever so i had to get ready for school in a hurry and i was just in time for breakfast. ''Morning mum, dad, Kyle and liz'' i greeted everyone at the table before taking my place. Kyle and liz were my siblings and both younger than me and if you're wondering how we could still be a civilised family even after the knowledge of my adoption well dad had made it happen, and even if i still had some episodes with mum it was aways when dad was away. Breakfast was done with and i waved everyone goodbye while preparing myself mentally for what lay ahead in school the one place i dreaded more than home. Now i try to be as normal as normal can be but even with a best friend like kim i still had challenges in school and those challenges weren't being slammed into lockers it was something that stuck more than that. I was a victim of verbal abuse and as i braced myself i  found myself touching the one thing my mother had left for me as a baby, her wedding band.

            Hello guys, i'm sorry i updated late but i tried to make this chapter as long as possible once again i want to say thank you for reading. Your likes and comments would be very much appreciated as well. Thanks once more.