Chapter 1

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Hola people ! (: I am really new at this, the publishing I mean. I have been reading Wattpad for about 6 months so I'm not completly lost ! I am a natural writer so the writing isn't new to me, but I hope you guys like my story, REMEMBER this is my FIRST so please be nice to mee (: Ohh and for you people who don't read the author's note read this IN MY PROFIL IT SAYS I'M A MALE, I AM 100% FEMALE ! Ok thanks you for your patience and her comes the first chapter hihihi(:

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I was looking at the cars out the window, red, blue, black, black, yellow. This was going to be a long therapy class, I can already feel it. I give this guy about a week.  When I walked in there was two chairs, a faded white seat and a cracked leather couch. I honestly wanted to stand or just leave. But dad wants me to be normal, sociable and pretty. So here I am at Dr. Williams office.

"Alexandria. Alexandria ?!"

I turned my attention to him and stared, I didn't want to waste my voice on him, I wanted to keep it to myself. He was asking me a bunch of questions like, "Why are you such a timid teenager ?" or, "Sometimes you have to think about your love ones."

 I didn't have love ones, not after my mom died from giving birth to me, and ever since than my dad always blames me for killing her, and always says that I was a monster for killing my own mother, that I wasn't even worth it. Now we have no bond, no relationship he goes on business trips to ignore me as much as possible and when he is home he hires one of his sex toys. I can tell he misses her and whenever he looks at me I just remind him of her, because I look exactly like my mom. He looks at me with hatred. For years I tried to talk to him, have some kind of relationship but he doesn't want to talk to someone who killed his soul mate.

"Ms. Alexandria, is there anybody you are close with, you know friends ?" He asked me as if he didn't care, I know he didn't care. He just wanted the hundred dollars an hour that my dad was wasting on him.

"I told you it's Alex." Its been the fifth time I told him, but he's so damn hard headed.

I am perfectly fine, I can socialise if have to, I can be pretty, and normal. I want to shine myself on the love of my life, or even someone who cares enough to break my wall down, I want someone who can read me like a book. But when will he come ?

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Ok well here is my first chapter, ok for the next chapter I would like, 5 votes, 2 comments, and 1 fan. Thank you (:

P.S. I know its a bit rough now the story but please give it a chance, I just wanted you guys to understand Alexandria, there will be PLENTY of love in it !(:

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