Beep... Beep...My alarm goes and i groaned to turn it off but i can't even move. My stomach and back hurts so much from last night's beating.

After 100th attempt, I finally turned it off. I have to make breakfast for my so called family which consists of my alcoholic father and worst elder brother. Well they are not truly my father and brother.

I got up and made my way to the bathroom and to freshen up and get ready and hide my bruises with concealer. It's 7:30 so I've to make breakfast then go to the college. It's my first year. Quickly making breakfast, I made my way to the college taking one apple to eat on my way.

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Entering the college I make my way to the locker and met with my only best friend Ivan.

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''Hey shorty" He said while slapping my back teasingly and I immediately groaned with pain.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry. Did they hurt you again? I've told you so many times to leave that hell."

I knew it he's going to say this so I immediately took my books according to period and made my way to the class.

"Yah... Eliza... How can you ignore your best friend?" He said while following me.

He grabbed my arm and took me to an empty class to talk.

"You know I can't see you getting hurt."

"Then what should I do? Huh... Leave that hell and become homeless. You know I work to feed myself and give rest money to them. How do you think I'll survive after leaving that house. Atleast there is a roof on my head. You know it's hurting me more and everytime they beat me I only pray to not wake up again." I replied frustrated.

"Please don't say such things, I would have told you to stay with me but I can't." He said.

"Let's just forget this, and BTW my name's Eliza not shorty and I'm 5'8. How can I be shorty. The difference is that you're giant." I said changing the topic.

Ivan is 6'1 and is quite handsome. He's been my best friend since i was 14 years old and tbh I've no trust in men after seeing my dad and brother but he's different. I only trust him. And he sometimes can be very protective of me. Well someone's still there who love me.

"Okay... Okay... Let's go to the class before bell rings again." He said grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the class.

Going to my Economics class, well I'm in high school and my grades are quit good and I'm currently surviving on the scholarship and I'm going to be 17 years old soon but tbh I'm not excited coz I know I'll again get beatings and abuse as a gift.

Well the classes was sooooo boring. I'm quite lucky that atleast I don't get bullied here. Finally after all the classes I went to work.

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"Hey sweetie..!! " Ms. Rose called me as I entered the cafe.

"Hello granny" I replied.

Well she's in her late 50 and owns the cafe with her husband and they are best and treats me as their own child. They even sometimes tend my bruises but I've never told them how I got them. I lie that I slipped on the stairs or something similar.

Anyways let's start the work.

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It's currently 5:30 in the evening and I should go home because I want to prepare dinner for them by 7. I greeted the granny and grandpa and went towards the hell.

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Only I know how I kept my pain inside me and never complained to anyone. My whole body was screaming pain but still I got to work and made dinner.

After making dinner and setting it on the table I decided to go to my room as soon as possible before they come but luck was not on my side.

As soon as I stepped on the stairs, the door slammed open and they saw me and God they were furious.

I knew what was coming. They were angry probably lost some bet and now wanted to use me as a punching bag.

I tried to run upstairs but my so called brother Samuel ran behind me and I almost made upstairs but he suddenly grabbed me by my hair and I lost my balance and I cried.

I rolled all the way down the stairs and I screamed in pain and I'm pretty sure my ankle got twisted.

My so called father Mike held me by my hair and dragged me in the living room. OH HELL NO. I'm already sore.

"You tried to run after seeing us, you ungrateful child. You killed your mother and my wife also. You kill your loved ones." He said slapping me thrice.

"Now wait and see how I make you regret being born" He added while signalling something to Samuel.

Suddenly Samuel went somewhere and before I could move and try to run, my step father kicked me making me cry in pain.