Growing Up

Hi, my name is Angela I am 17 with dark brown hair and naturally tan skin. Most people just call me Angie, or slut. But can you blame them, that's what I am. I have a perfect family, which drives me insane! I sleep around, smoke, and drink. I have had my heart broken once, and it is never gonna happen again.........ever.

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1. Prologue

*Flashback* 

 

Angie's POV

 "You don't deserve me! I'm to good for a piece of trash like you" Drew yelled in my face. He pushed me to the ground and kicked me hard in the stomach. "Are you even going to fight back?" He yelled as he continued kicking me and laughing like a lunatic. He enjoyed seeing my pain, seeing me cringe as his boot met my rib cage again, and again. I had to make him stop before he killed me! Just as I was thinking this my brother Jason charged into the room and tackled Drew, punching him repeatedly. I just stayed curled into a ball trying to imagine the pain away. As I lay there I let the tears silently fall, trying to think of what I had done wrong, what had made me so worthless that he could almost kill me? What made me mean so little to him that he would break my heart like this? I was in so much pain and thinking to hard to realize that Jason had thrown Drew out of the house and was sitting next to me. "Don't tell anyone" I sobbed, he picked me up and cradled me trying to comfort me. " I won't I promise" he said, then he took care of me and put me in bed.

*End of Flashback*

 

That was one year ago, I am now 17 and I am a completely different person, Jason is the only person that knows what Drew did, the rest of my family is clueless. I am not foolish and innocent anymore. I can take care of myself and I always do. I don't have "boyfriends" cause they will only break my body and heart like Drew did. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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