A Diamond in the Rough

After the death of her mother, Violet Silvermoon get abused by her step dad and bullied at school. When new students start at her school and become her first friends, strange things start to happen. Violet goes through friendship, self discovery and maybe even love. What happens when Violet finds out a huge secret about her friends and that things are not what they seem.


13. Chapter 12: Drunken Haze

Violet's POV:

I was sitting in my room doing homework when I heard the front door burst open. Heavy footsteps bounded up the stairs and I new who they belonged to. I scrambled to lock my door hoping he wouldn't get in.

I clicked the lock just before he started pounding on the door. "Let me in you whore" he screamed. He continued banging on the door yelling profanities.

I scrambled back to my mattress, sitting down and bringing my knees to my chest. "I new he would come back" I thought. It was stupid of me to think that he wouldn't. I cowered into the wall as the incessant knocking got louder and more hateful.

"I was going to be nice, but now you're going to get it" he bellowed through the door. Tears leaked out of my eyes staining my cheeks. As the droplets fell to the floor I realized that I have gotten weak.

The time spent without my "father" and the time with my new friends has made my stone heart soften. Being weak is something I swore I wouldn't do ever again. He gets more pleasure out of my tears and screams.

The door slammed open, slightly going off the hinges. The big beer gutted man swayed through the door telling me he was drunk. "What else is new?" I thought bitterly to myself. He had a sadistic smile on his face. A smile that I didn't want to find out the meaning of.

He brought his hand back slapping me in the face. Another to my rib and some to my face. He staggered out out of the room in a drunken haze, leaving me curled up on the floor silently trying not to cry.

"You are not weak, get yourself together bitch" I chanted to myself over and over agin until I calmed down. I opened my eyes realizing that hell just got the devil back.

I crawled over to my bed relaxing into the stained sheets,trying to get some sleep before school. I closed my eyes praying that the night terrors wouldn't come.My prayers were answered as I fell into a dreamless sleep,letting the darkness consume me.




I woke up to my body feeling a familiar pain, something I had gotten use to over the years. I sat up slowly stretching out my stiff muscles, wincing as I did so. I staggered to my feet heading for the door.

I poked my head out to see if he was near. I saw him passed down the hall. he was slumped against the wall snoring loud enough to shake the walls. I deemed it safe to go and snuck into the bathroom silently.

I gasped at my face witch was covered in bruises,like the rest of my body. I was starting to get use to my clear skin. sighing I went back to my room revisiting my oversized hoodies and jeans. I looked over at my short sleeved shirt longingly knowing it would be beyond hot today.

I trudged down the stairs going into the kitchen making sure to make breakfast before rushing out the door pulling up the hood of the black sweatshirt I was currently wearing and then shoved my earphones in turning up the volume.

When I got to school I went straight to my locker not going to the tree where I normally meet my friends, not wanting to get questioned. I got my morning books sprinting to homeroom avoiding my friends who I saw down the hall looking for me.

I slid into my seat slightly panting, got out a my sketch book and started to draw. My pencil glided on the paper in a strange pattern I didn't know. My hand moved almost automatically going in strange swirls.

I got control of my hand and flung the pencil out of my hand. My eyes surveyed what I had drawn. It was a large swirl design with paw prints going down the length of it. The paw prints themselves were intricately drawn with lines and swirls inside of them. It was easily one of the most beautiful designs I've ever seen.

I was brought out of my thoughts by someone shouting my name. Violet... Viiiiooolleett... Violet... Vi.. Vi Vi....

"What" I screamed getting annoyed. I looked up from the drawing meeting a pair of bright green eyes...Micah.

He greeted me with a bright smile and I returned it with a small forced one. I shrunk down in my seat, pulling my hood closer around my face. He gave me a funny look but said nothing, occasionally giving me worried looks. I knew he would tell the others by the protective yet determined look in his eyes.

I let out a big breath and slumped in my seat. "This was going to be a long day" I thought peering over at my friends.

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