Sonny's Pov

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Warning: Contains swearing and abuse!!

So I start a new high school today. Fuck! I hate this i was perfectly fine before we moved. Ha lie!! Okay okay fine but nothing is great but I'm trying.

I'm Sonny Munroe I'm 17, I have long brunette hair, I'm curvy but in all the right places. I use to have an eating disorder but I got help for it. I have 4 tattoos. I have stay on my left wrist and strong on my right wrist it covers up some past scars from... Things, i have a cross on the side of my right hand and I have faith on my right arm with birds flying around the word. I also love to sing but that's a secret. I can play guitar and piano I sort of know how to play drums.

I got up and went to the bathroom I took off my clothes and hop into the however. I looked at my ribs on the left side of my body.

"Crap!" I whisper as I see a big black and purple bruise.

Tears start to form in my eyes. People wonder why I'm such a bitch and why I like to be alone it's not because I'm a loner I just like to protect my feelings and myself because you never know what they could do plus I'm not a navie girl I've learnt my lessons.

I force myself to stop crying and be strong. When I get out the shower I wrap a towel around me and bow dry my hair then curl it.

I go to my wardrobe and pick out black leather pants and a black top with the words bad girl in white letters. I also choose a black bra and lace black panties. I quickly get dressed and do dark makeup I grab my jacket and put on my long black leather boots on and grab my brown over-the-shoulder bag and look in the mirror. Yup, definitely going for the dark look today.

I go out my room and downstairs to see my drunken dad passed out on the sofa reminding me of my bruise I stop half way on the stairs and hold my side for a moment then let go of my side. I shook my head and took in a deep breath and continued down the stairs.

I went to the brown small coffee table near the front door and picked up my keys and phone that I left on charge. I take one last look at my dad then leave with a cold emotionless look on my face ready to push everyone and makes sure they know not to fuck with me because they'll regret it.

To be continued....

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