U TURN

Chapter1

The tune of 'i knew  u were trouble'  by taylor swift invaded my sweet sleep and silence of the room groaning i got up and stopped  the alarm. A picture of me mom and dad was set as my phone wallpaper i miss them so much this pic was taken 3 years ago at my birthday , all three of us grinning  like madmen at the camera that time i never thought  that this will be the last time i will take a pic with them and the last time i will ever see them. A tear escaped my eyes while i was chereshing those memories. And then my eyes went to the big bold numbers on my phone screen telling me its 4:15 ..... holy shit i wasted 15 mins standing here. You might be thinking  whats a big deal in wasting 15 mins and its 4: 15 only ......but for me it's a big deal my foster parents wake up at 5:00 and i have to prepare  breakfast for them and also some sandwiches  for their pig of a son and now i only have 45 mins to cook all this and get ready for school and most of all leave  this house without  a black eye ......... i run down to the kitchen make some omletes, tea and toasts its 4:40    am i can make sandwiches  in 10 mins and i will still have 10 mins to get ready and get safely out of here i went to the fridge while thinking  about completing my task at time i opened the fridge and took out a glass bowl filled with thw filling i made last night for the sandwiches  when suddenly someone  blows a horn near my ear i shriek and the bowl leaves my hands everything  happens in slow motion the bowl leaves my hand and forcefully  falls on the ground fuck you gravity the glass shutters into pieces and the filling  spreads all over the place some flew onto the near by sofa some on carpet covering  the whole floor. Here goes my plan of going to school without a black eye. I turn around to see david my foster parent's son grinning at me " what the hell david that filling was for your sandwiches" and then a burning  smell reaches  my nose holy shit the toasts theyare burned! all thanks to this pig. I run back to the kitchen  and remove the pan from stove. "Look what u have done david now your dad will kill me" and as if in cue someone  roars from upstairs "what the hell is happening here and wheres this smell coming from"  David's  dad who is also my foster dad comes stomping into the kitchen " what the hell is happening here " and then his eyes landed on to the burned toasts "what the fuck bitch! Can't  you do a single thing correctly! " he took the wooden stick from behind the kitchen to beat me "dad i woke up early today and came downstairs to drink water and rhen i saw Eva stealing  my chocolates  from the fridge as well as a glass bowl which had my sandwich fillings and when i asked what is she doing she got scared and dropped the glass bowl and it broke. Then we smell something  burning and saw that the toasts were burnt she took the pan and was threatening  me that if i will tell anyone  she will burn me with that pan. I told you she was the one stealing yummy things from the fridge  not me" that lying prick he is the one who steals food at night  anyone can tell from his size  he looks like a whale instead of a 10 year  old kid and when did i ever threaten him with a hot pan. "Bitch u were going to burn my kid huh? U are such a disgusting shit first we give u a roof  to live in and then u go around threatening  my kid !" Wrong they never did me a favour  they took me in for all that money my parents  left for me. " David go upstairs  and let me deal with her" david  gave me  a smug smile and went upstairs  " today i won't  beat u dear but will burn u " he took the hot pan and came towards me i tried to escape but it was  no use  he gave me ahard slap which made my world spin i fell to the ground he lifted my shirt so that my stomach  was exposed and brought the pan on my stomach my delicate skin was burning i tried to shove the pan away but he was much stronger than me , my cries of protests and help were ignored after an hour of beating and burning i was left on the cold floor of the kitchen  bleeding i tried to stand up but the pain in my legs wasn't  allowing me to stand somehow i made my way up to my room. I picked up my schoolbag filled it with my homework  and some clothes my toothbrush  and paste ,comb,clips and first aid kit i'am so not staying  here for another second i will get ready in the public bathroom in the park which is near our school.  I pulled on my blue converse and my black leather  jacket which was my late mother's  fav jacket and ran out of the house limping.