BEAUTY intro.

BEAUTY intro.

hey guys :D
we'll i decided to take an approach into a new kind of story since my PS series
lost its saves. So hopefully i can finish this one (=
let me know what you guys think!!

INTRO

“Where were you?”

Clifton’s face stayed clipped to the TV, without a change of emotion.

I looked over at him with an innocent expression not knowing what was going to happen next.

“I took a walk to the park” My voice was soft and weary.

His eyes shifted from the flick to my image “Next time let me know. You were supposed to cook breakfast”
“Oh…shoot, I totally forgot. I’m sorry” I searched his eyes anxiously for any sincerity.

“I don’t want you out tomorrow” Clifton refocused upon the TV.

I knew better than to argue with him. I had no choice but to accept and head to my small cheap room. 

I went straight to my bed and sat down in boredom. Oh how I hate this room. So many bad memories that continue its way in. I remember when I used to be happy. Back before high school started I had the most wonderful parents any little girl could ask for. They would buy the cutest clothes and the coolest toys any kid would go crazy for. All that happiness ended one rainy night, a week before I started my freshman year. My parents jumped at the chance of finally having time for a date night. They told me to behave for the babysitter and that they loved me very much. Two hours later my babysitter got the call that my parents had been in a fatal car accident. I cried that whole week. 

I was put into foster care than handed down to live with a friend of my parents. Clifton. How I got here? I have no idea, I was too young to understand any of it but here I am. Trapped and never coming out. I never even made one single good friend in high school. I was mostly picked on for my weight as I gained more and more as my parent’s death haunted me endlessly. I just felt broken and hopeless.

Maybe I deserve to be treated this way. That I need to accept being sexually abused by Clifton. For being so useless and… over-weight. I can’t stand to even look at myself in the mirror. 

My ears perked up as I heard the creak to the stairs behind my closed door. I took a deep breath and exhaled…

Just as expected, there he was. My nose wrinkled up as I could smell alcohol leaving his lips. It’s almost like he always gets drunk so the guilt isn’t over bearing for him. The only thing is, I don’t forget. I never forget.