A Not So Perfect Life

Sophie and Danny are not your average teens. They have been getting abused buy there foster father, Rod, since they were five. Both of their parents died in the same apartment fire, and ever since then you couldn't separate them. Now they are free, or are they?


1. A Bad Night

Serena's pov*
     My body ached in pain as my foster dad hit my foster sister and myself, once again. He always did this when we had done something wrong or back talked him. We were being punished this time for running out of beer in the fridge. It wasn't our fault though because our foster dad , or should I just say, Rod, was an alcoholic. 
     I looked over to Danny and she was now holding back tears. I could take a punch, but it hurt me when I saw my best friend get hurt.
     " NOW GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTTS AND GO GET ME SOME BEER!!!!!" He yelled at us throwing £ 5 pounds on the floor. I grabbed the money and grabbed Danny who was now on the floor in pain, tears in her eyes. I helped her up and we both went to the garage to hop on our bikes. We were both 16 and legally we could drive, but Rod would never buy us a car. 
     We petaled down the street and stopped at the convenient store. We always went to this one because the owner knew why we got it and felt sorry for us. We parked our bikes and looked around the parking lot only to see a SUV  parked in the parking lot. Great, now we have to avoid people. 
* Danny's pov*
As we walked into the convenient store I felt a sharp pain in my ribs. Rod had beat pretty hard on us tonight and I wouldn't be surprised if I had broken one. I would never get treatment for it so I hoped it wasn't. Rena, that's what I call Serena, must have seen my grab my stomach because she asked me,
     " Hey Danny, you ok?"
     " Oh.... Yeah I'm fine." She was actually taking care of me, when usually it was the other way around. " Just having a bad night..." I managed to get out. 

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