The Broken Beautiful

Chapter One

This is my new story called Broken Beautiful. The song above inspired me to write this story. Hope y'all enjoy it.
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[Makayla's Pov]

I never thought that one day, my world would turn upside down

But anything is possible right?

[Flashback]

I came home from school, as if it was a normal day. Once I stepped foot into my house. I was confronted by my father.

He cursed at me. And blamed me. For what? I don't know.

"Makayla! It's your fault! It's always been your fault! If it wouldn't of been for you losing your voice, none of this shit would be happening!" My father screamed at me with so much vemon in his voice. He had been drinking.

I shuddered away in fear.

"You no for good daughter! My wife abandoned me, because of YOU!" He screamed.

"I did no such thing! M-mother loved m-me, she wouldn't leave me. She was fine when I left for school this morning. What did you do, father?!" I screamed at him in my mind, with tears in my eyes.

"She wasn't fine by the way, if you wanted to know. She was pretending. She hated you, you were a mistake! I hate you, you shall be punished!" My father said, I heard him coming toward me.

"No.. no.. no.. leave me alone!" I yelled in mind, choking on my sobs I turned around and ran.

I couldn't yell for help, right now I just wanted to get away from him.

He was chasing after me. I left myself go backwards.

He had got me.

By now I was crying and shaking my head telling my father to stop.

He threw me across the floor, I hit my head on the dining room table. I reached up to touch my head and felt a wet sticky substance.

I knew it was blood. I looked up at my father, he was marching towards me.

I started crawling away, until I felt a crack and unbearable pain from my right rib.

I screamed but nothing came out. I was in agony.

My father started laughing hysterically. I looked at him horrified.

He started to kick me over and over again. After what seemed forever, he stopped.

I heard him walk away. I sighed in relief. I heard my father say from the kitchen, "We are leaving tonight, go pack your bags, you piece of shit!"

I slowly got up, I was hunched over in pain. My ribs hurt, I think he had broken some. I slowly make my way upstairs, I would fall many times due to the pain. By time I made it to my room, I collapsed onto the cold hard floor.

"Why mom, why did you leave me?" I thought bursting into tears.

[Flashback Over]

Bruises fade, but the pain lasts forever... everything happens for a reason right? I'm not to sure if there is a reason this time. You can't fix a object that's been broken, especially you can't make it beautiful.

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Hope you guys liked the story so far. Farther into the story, it will get better for her. Please comment and vote.