Life Sucks!

I woke up to my alarm playing, Ariana Gernade playing Put Your Hearts Up.

I groaned and shut it off.

Today was Monday. Not fun. I just wish it was still Friday.. I got up and and went to my closet. I pulled out some dark skinny jeans, and a one shoulder light green shirt that said "Live While Were Young"

I slipped on my white vans and went to my bathroom. My room, I had green and purple walls covered with One Direction posters. Then in my closet I had some Ariana Gernade posters.

I had a window seat with pillows on it then to the right was my closet. Then my bed was straight across from my window seat. I had a zebra bed. It was pretty sweet but inside I was lost and lonely and felt that nobody loved me.

Nobody did...

My dad left me when I was 3 because he was and still is addicted to drugs. He always try's to get in touch with me, but I won't let him. Then my mom only pays attention to her new boyfriend, Sean. And the twins, Chelsea and Joshua who are 4.

Then my older brother, Chance who is 15. Doesn't care about me, but he's a brother. But he try's to take care of me and protect me, since my mom beats me every day.

Then at school everyone bullies me and makes sure I cry every day. Middle school is really tough.. But my best friend, Christina loves me. She knows what my life is like, we have known achother since we were 7.

I grabbed my brush and started brushing my long blond hair. I straightened it and put on light makeup.

I started down stairs my mom was playing with Josh and Chelsea, while Sean was sitting on the couch drinking beer as usual. "Bye mom." I said calling from the stairs.

"Come here!" My mom said. She sounded angry. 'Shit... What did I do?!' I said in my head. "Com-ing.." I said, stuttering. I was so scared.. What was she gunna say or do?

I came down. "Yes?" "Yesterday I came home to a fucking mess in my kitchen! And I was going to yell at you, but you were fucking sleeping!" "I'm sorry. I ha-" She cut me off. "No! I don't give a fuck what you have to say, bitch!"

She grabbed my hair and threw me. I hit the brick wall that connects to the fire place. I moaned loudly, rubbing my back. Trying not to cry.

She came over to me and slapped me across the face. She then hit me with her heel. I could already feel the blood running down my arm and back, and probably head. I jerked her hand away and ran up the stairs.

"You get back here right now, Adriana!!" She yelled at me, running up the stairs. I hurried and ran out the door and ran to end of the street. I caught my breath. She was no where near.

My heart was beating so fast. I couldn't breath. Just then I felt the pain. I looked at my arm and already saw dry blood on my arm and tons of bruises. I then felt my back. God it hurt so fucking bad!

Just then the bus pulled up. I hurried and put my jacket on, covering the bruises. I took a deep breath, grabbed my book bag and got on the bus.

As soon as I entered I could already hear, "Bitch!" "Cunt!" "What a slut!" And people taking pictures, and throwing random crap at me.

I finally just sat down next to Christina who took out her ear phones. She was probably listening to Justin Bieber. She is totally obsessed with him. She smiled at me and hugged me. I tried to hold back the pain, cause she hugged me pretty tight.

She didn't like it when I get hurt. "Hey!" "Hey.." I replied slowly. "What's wrong?" "My life is wrong.. Why can't I.. I.. Just go somewhere else." "I know.. It's hard. But I will always love you. Hey you can always come to my house and live with me." She said smiling.