Carve Me From Stone

CH.1

Stephen.J as Alec

Aria's P.O.V

The glass shattered after colliding with my head. I collapsed onto the hard wooden ground with severe pain flooding in. Mike gritted his teeth and made his way toward me. He roughly grabbed my hair and dragged me across the living room. screams echoing through the whole house. shoving me against wall.

He finally stopped and walked to the kitchen for another beer.

I weakly get up and limp my way to my room with the bare energy i have left remaining within me. Climbing up the stairs with pain shooting through my legs.

when I finally reached my destination, I barge the door open and fall effortlessly onto the small bed that I was given.

Now let me introduce my self. My name is Aria Dawn i moved from California to NewYork a week ago because of my "fathers" work.

So that means a new school, a new life, same lies and new bully's.

well, as I was saying, in my old school my bully's physically push me around and also hit me but nothing compared to what my father does.

My father Mark used to be sweet, loving, caring, chivalrous and so kind, but after my parents split everything changed.

My father loved my mother. My mother Claire, went for someone richer than us but she did love us(at least I think so), she was also sweet and caring but when i turned 13 my mother started lying about where she was going but she got caught after 6 months into her relationship with the rich guy and after that the argument began and then they got divorce.

My mother finally decided to move in with the rich guy and leave the family broken.

Mark was devastated and hurt about this divorce. after a month everything changed.

At first it began off with him drinking, coming home drunk and being ignorant.

Then two or three months in the yelling and shouting and name calling began.

I still remember the the first time he abused me. Mark came home drunk early morning, and started shouting profanities. He told me to bring him a beer from the fridge and so I did. He guzzled it up fast and threw the bottle at me but i easily dodged it. But what came next completely destroyed me. Mark picked up a belt from the table and wrapped some of it around his knuckles and swung the metal buckle across my head and hitting me with the belt senseless until the darkness enveloped me. I remember this day as if it happened yesterday.

It hurts me both physically and emotionally.  

Anyways now that you know me, let's talk about future plans. College starts for me in two days, so I'm kind of nervous about how I get treated this time.

suddenly I heard a loud BANG! I assumed that it was Mark, and had left to go out to et more beers or some work purposes.

I took this chance to find a job at a little cafe or supermarket since I don't get pocket money.

I quickly put on some black leggings and an oversized light pink hoodie with my superstars that i was  gifted by my special friend in Cal.

I strolled down the desolated streets as it was 6:30pm. I walked into many cafe but they didn't any more staff members. I noticed a cafe called Lady Mary's bakery. The bells chimed as i stepped foot into the bakery. Immediately i was greeted with fresh aroma of coffee and baked goods.

I marched to the counter and asked for the manager.

"Hello my name is Aria, and I'm wondering if there is any work available or an extra staff?"

"Oh hello dear, my name is Mary and in fact yes there is a staff needed. Let me just bring the form."

She walked into her cabin and brought out a few papers and handed it to me. "You just need to fill these in and bring them in by the next few days."

"Alright thank you very much. Have a great day"

After bidding goodbye, I left the cafe and decided to take a walk into the city.

Walking up the hill, a building came into view and I must say it kinda looked nice. On the billboard was written Lakeview College.

That name was very familiar.

Then it clicked.

This is the college that I will attend in two days. Oh my Goodness, why so soon.

---   2 hours later   ---

9:30pm

I was eating my noodles in my room whilst still unpacking the remaining boxes still left.

There sat a small cardboard box, waiting to be opened. gliding across the marble floor. you see Mike likes to impress everyone and show the happy pair that we are but behind closed doors its a different story of a completely different genre. Anyways i peeled the duck tape of the boxes and lifted the flimsy lids to reveal my diary and my photo album. I had saved this since mum had left us and wrote everything in my diary, I would share all my personal feelings and thoughts with it that I wouldn't tell anyone.

I hid both items in my small drawer beneath my undergarments, so that no one can read my things.

i sat on the bed and rested for about five minutes and looked around to see my cafe form that was yet to be filled in. scrambling towards it, I grab a black pen from the pot of stationaries on the marble desk and started t fill it in.

10pm

I was getting really tired, so I pulled the duvet over me and let the darkness welcome me with open arms.

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Dad!  please stop. Dad!!

"shut up you stupid bitch, I'm not your dad. I hate you. You worthless piece-of shit. do yourself a favour and kill yourself!"

whip sound, ear deafening screams, pleads and cries echoed through the halls .

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My head shot up from the pillow in a bullet like motion, looking around to reassure myself, of my safety.

I turned around to check my clock on the nightstand to read four in the morning.

I drank some water from the glass to calm myself down