I'll be happy.
one day.
someday.
just not today...

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Addison's P.O.V

"you bitch!" He slapped me yet again, only this time i stayed quiet

"I am your father not your friend, you will treat me with respect" he yelled

Friends? What are friends? I haven't had those since mom passed away. Ever since then I ignored everyone I once cared about because I don't think I can handle any more deaths in my life. Plus my father became a drug addict, I guess you can say that he gave up on me.

"Get out of my face you stupid idiotic kid"

I stayed silent and walked into my room closing and locking the door behind me. I gathered all my rather long hair and put it in a high pony tail. I grabbed my earphones and listen to twenty one pilots I do have to admit they are my favorite band.

I'm dying and trying
But believe me I'm fine
But I'm lying
I'm so very far from fine

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Beep Beep
'ugh are you serious' i mentally sigh

I get up from my bed and walk over to my closet grabbing my clothes for Today, i walk into the Shower turning it on quietly careful not to wake up my father, I will never call him my dad ever again. He blamed me for my mom dying, I'm nothing but a slave and a punching bag to him. He acts like he's the only one that is suffering.

I get out of the shower looking at the poor girl starring back at me, i despise her she used to be so happy but it's all gone, she's not there anymore, she's broken, she is no longer happy with her life or even herself.

Her physical appearance is in a way, sort of worse. Bruses, scratches, scars, and tears that she probably didn't even know she was letting out of her dark brown eyes. I wipe my eyes and finnish getting dressed.

Time for another day in hell.

Notes

Hey guys, I decided to take a break from my other story for a while. These chapters will get longer but I just wanted to release this chapter asap. Make sure to read my other stories.~Maria

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5-8-17