violence vs reality

I was born and raised in Southern California, my dad is Australia and my mom was born in Tennessee. I'm 17 years old, my family is rich, well in a way they are. I get abused by my parents all the time, they threaten me if I ever told anyone I'd get it. Get it? What does that even mean? Does it mean that they'll kill me? Well I don't know, I really hate my life at the moment, my boyfriend well... His name is Drake and he's a controlling type, if I don’t do anything he says well bad things happen. Hi there, I'm Ashton this is my story.


1. i cant do this anymore

FLASHBACK; "AHHHHHHHH," I screamed. That’s when I felt my mom's hand slap me across the face, I couldn't do this anymore, and it was so horrifying, being in a house 24/7 being trapped in my room all day. I knew I had to get out of there, but I didn't know how, I couldn't tell anyone, I couldn't speak about it. This day on, will be the hardest thing to get through.


REALITY; I stay in my room not wanting to move, I have bruises throughout my whole body. I, Ashton Tomlinson have been abused since I was 7 years old, I am not an ordinary girl, I go to school and put a fake smile on my face do everything what a 17 year old should go through. I sit on my bed steering at the ceiling texting my best friend Kylee, she's been there for me through everything, and I don't know what I would do without her.



Ashton: Kylee, I can't do this anymore *sniffs *

Kylee: Girl, I know you can't but you have to be strong, I need you to be. You parents are a worse case scenario

Ashton: Can't you get me out of here, please I'm begging you, I don't want to be here anymore.

Kylee: I'll try okay, I'll ask mom if you can stay here. STAY STRONG, I love you girl.

End of convo



The very next morning, I had a shower, had a quick breakfast and brushed my teeth. Something didn't seem quite right, usually I get bashed in the morning but today, nothing happened it was the strangest thing ever. I put my hair in a bun, I grabbed my handbag and sneaked out the front door quietly, I didn't want anyone to know that I left, but sure enough they'll know soon. I miss my boyfriend Drake, I walked over to his place he only lived around the corner, I hope he doesn't be a jerk again today I've had enough. I walked up to his door and I knocked on it. No answer, that's strange, he's always home. I went to his window of his bedroom, I looked through and I couldn't believe what I saw, Jamie with some other chick. You tapped on the glass "Oi, Drake  you sneaky cheating dick," he grabbed you and pulled you inside, "What did you say?" he forced you to say, I said "You cheating dick," he made me get down on my knees, I can't believe I'm still with him, I'm crying of agony.

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