Angelina Romano

Chapter 1

I wake up sweating and scared.

Another nightmare.

I sigh and look out the window to see my parents car gone.

I sigh in relief then look at the clock. 11:43pm.

Ugh I only slept for a couple of hours. But i won't be able to go back to sleep now.

I walk down the stairs to eat something.

I didn't have dinner. I wasn't aloud.

My mom told me I was too fat and greedy while my dad agreed.

I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge to see barely anything there. I open a cabinet to see a mac and cheese box.

I take it.

After I make it, I slowly began to eat it silently.

When I finished I put my plate in the sink.

But I froze  when I heard a loud knock on the door.

It cant be my dad or mom. They have keys. They would knock the whole door down if they couldn't open it. I heard no car either.

Then I froze again when I heard a voice.

" Is anybody home? I'm Sarah Martin. Im a cop."

I hesitantly open the door being the stupid bi*ch I am.

I see a lady with brown hair brown eyes in a cop uniform.

I frown, "yes?" I say quietly. She sees me and her eyes immediately soften.

"Are you Angelina Williams?" I nod.

" Im sorry. Your mother and father ,Jess and Scott Williams got into a car accident. They were drunk and driving.. They didn't make it" She says with pity and sympathy.

"Okay" I say with a small smile on my face. Was I free?

No I'm not a bi*ch. No I'm not selfish or emotionless. Im just not affected by that news. They beat me up. Starved me. Verbally, emotionally and physically abuse me. A part of me feels guilty for not caring but another feels... Not scared...for the first time in my life.

She coughs awkwardly and starts talking

"Miss Please gather your things we need to  take you to the station"

I nod before quickly going upstairs grabbing my backapck and throwing in my 6 shirts. 2 jeans. 2 shorts and 3 leggings. I bought all that with my own money I saved up over the years.

Penny's that would be lying on the table I put in my jar along with leftover money from shopping for my parents. Some money for school food. As in a dollar each week. I couldn't get anything with that anyway.

They were my only clothes I had and I loved them.

I put in my essential items. I only had a few. It took years to save up to buy. I threw in the girly things. My friend. Only friend. Gave me them. I was so grateful. But now shes up in the heaven somewhere. I tear up and put in the last item. A picture of me, her and Sam.' Her' was Olivia. She passed due to her heart problems 2 years ago.

Sam was our  best friend. He was gay, funny and smart. We were the 3 musketeers .So I can't say Olivia was my only friend.. When Olivia died we split up. Went different ways. He was really sad. So was I. He didn't know about my home problems. Only Olivia did. He moved to Italy as I moved  with my parents here. To LA.

" are you done sweetie?" I heard the cop call out. I  wipe my tears and zip up my bag. I run downstairs and she sighs

" is that all?" I nod and she frowns knowing she's not gonna get anything out of me.

She leads me to the cop car and we drive until we are in front of the huge building.

I take a deep breath and enter the building. Sarah stares at me in pity again but I just look away.

Then another cop comes. I read his name tag. ' Dave'.

" Hiya good news we found you your brothers and their more than happy to take you in love" he beams. I freeze.

"brothers?" I choke out. He looks down at me and nods while smiling.

Then Sarah says " come with me. You need to rest , your guardian now which is your oldest brother is gonna  come to pick you up. But it'll take 7 hours. I nod again and drift of to sleep after staring at the wall for a while, on the bench...

770 words.