Alone Forever?

Hey my names Skittles!!! Just kidding I'm Maddie Lynn Quinn.. I have blue fringe hair and big grey eyes, I love PTV, AA, FIR, MMF,1D and other beautiful bands<3 I eat and drink Mwt.Dew and Tacos:) fav colors are blue, green, and black. And am emo, and anorexic BUT NOT DEPRESSED HAHA BULLY'S!! So byez lovies I must go eat a taco and drink Mwt.dew!;)

Chapter1: Meet My Parents

(Madds POV)

'I hate you!' I screamed as my father yelled at me 'b****! s***!' and other insults.. But atleast no physical abuse. 'Don't talk to me that way young lady!' he quickly retorted slapping my pale cheek. Yup I spoke to soon.. Physical and verbal abuse.. Yay.-.

'I'm leaving this hell hole..' I growled stalking up the stairs to my 'room' you could say. More like a cement floor and a sheet. 'o no your not!' my father Dallas grabbed my arm and roughly pulled me down. My face smacked the ground and I let out a gasp of pain. 'let-me go!' I yelped as he stomped on my head. 'Why.. Am I hurting you?' Dallas smirked, kneeling down. 'No it tickles!' I spat in his face codly. 'O great!' he acted as if I was serious and pounded his fist into the back of my head. 'Oooowww!!!' I groaned as my eyes fluttered about to pass out from the pain. We fought for hours as I eventually struggled free without passing out and wriggled from his grasp to the door. Past that piece of wood was safety.. Witnesses and cars and cops. I just need to get passed that door! 'Don't you dare leave this house Madelene!!!' he hissed as my shaky, bloody hand slowly and weakly twisted the knob. ' I'm not living like this anymore..' I breathed heavily. 18 years in this place... After my mother Maura died when I was 6 all of this started. 7 years? Well yea it sucked! I pushed the door open and stumbled into the sunlight of the bustling city. 'Look at her!' 3 snotty woman strutted by whispering in disgust not bothering to help.. My luck. Just as I went to cry out for help a metal bar struck my head and I fell to my knees. I raised my hand to feel a bloody, sticky gash... Great. Tears began to stream... The closest i've been to freedom! But I didn't make it. I knew that this time I had displeased Dallas so much I would surely be beat to death. I didn't care anymore I just wanted it to end.. I was done for

anyways what's the point in hope.

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sorry for short chapter I'm on my iPod and it's about to die so... Update soon:) love u my little skittles<3 vote and comment plz? Gimme ideas but plz no hate:(