Broken Embrace

Chapter 1

My life isn't exactly rainbows and unicorns but what I have is plenty. Over the years I have come to treasure what I have and have learned to put others first, especially loved ones.

After my mom died my dad was distraught and shortly after became a hopeless alcoholic. There are some good days, those are the days that he tells me he loves me and how I look exactly like my mother when she was my age but most of the days are bad and when I say bad I mean punches being thrown and neighbours warning to call the police.

Those days are the days that I dream of what it would be like if mom was still around. I forget all about the pain, all the tears and feel peaceful. That's how it was before, even when mom wasn't around I had a best friend, Dylan. No matter how bad it would get at home or at school, when I was with him it was as if nothing happened, it was okay, he was my safe haven. But that's just a distant memory now.

By now I have learned to suck it up and deal with it, even if it's the hardest thing to do. This is my life and I have to learn to accept it for what it is.

Talking about the hardest things, today is the first day back to school after summer break, which only means Senior Year. To be honest I'm not really looking forward to this year just like all the other years, but this is the last year of torment and pain. After senior year I have something to look forward to, a fresh start. It's the only thing that keeps me going.

You see after Dylan left, I was left to face the whole world by myself and being a chubby friendless child didn't help. I wore unfashionable clothes, my hair was a hot mess and I barely had the money to get normal food. My father was fired from his job when I was 8 years old and it was hard to get by without any financial income. However my grandfather owned a candy store, it had all the candy a kid could dream of, I would go there everyday after school just to get something in my stomach and soon I became 'big' due to the lack of proper food and a high intake of sugar.

I was picked on by the teachers and I was teased by the students all through middle school. I was their punching bag. I was everyone's punching bag.

When I started high school I had hopes of leaving all of that behind and moving on with my life. However nothing changed apart from one thing. I found a friend, she protected me from the bullies and I was welcomed by her family, it was my second home.

By junior year I had lost tons of weight and I was no longer the chubby, worthless little girl anymore. I learned to stand up for myself and that earned me a couple more friends. I was still the unpopular girl who sat at the table near the bin in the cafeteria, but I wasn't alone anymore. I moved on.

This brings me to now.

It's 6:00am in the morning and I am woken up by a sound that is all too familiar to my ears. My alarm. Well technically speaking, it's only a phone call from my best friend.

"Good morning sleepy head, it's time to get your lazy backside out of bed," She almost yelled in a sing song voice.

Meet my best friend Megan Garcia. She's a real drama queen, especially when she needs to get her way.

"Why are you not replying, do you want me to come and drag you out of bed myself missy?" This time she did yell, nearly breaking my ear drums.

Oh and did I mention she acts too mature for her age?

"Okay, I'm up, and what's with the yelling?" I asked in a sleepy voice.

"I think I might of had a sugar overdose, but that's besides the point. It's the first day of Senior year!" She informed me as if it was something everyone knew about apart from me.

"I'm coming to pick you up in half an hour, you better be ready. " And with that she hung up, no longer waiting for my non existent reply.

I got out of my bed -well I fell out of bed, but then again I'm clumsy and I'm used to it by now.