Damaged Things

Part 1:

APOV- (Anna's Point Of View)
I don't believe in fairy tails and coincidences and love, it's a fault in our world that needs to be fixed. Labels that tell u who u are then u change because people fall in love and people falling in love with there complete opposites. Princes and princesses and fairy godmothers and Magic wands, are normal? No, it's bullshit. That love is as easy as falling asleep and waking up by a true loves kiss. It's wrong, no life is that perfect, no ONE is that perfect.

I wake up to my usual alarm for 6am for school, I live with my dad and my mum pasted away when I was born. Dad never really talks about her and when he does u don't want to be here when he does. We live in a small town city where everyone knows everyone. Secrets and whispers all through this town make it a mystery waiting to be unfolded, ur totally buying this shit? Year right, like I said, coincidences, fairly tales always start with a twist and a mystery. But the real world is a cruel and dangerous place. With secrets and whispers but more about who's sleeping with who and who's leaving down and who's dumb enough to stay. I know what I want and need to I don't need coincidences to make them for me. I have dreams but there not filled with stupid shit like love and fairy tales but common sense.

I get out of bed and get into my uniform, it's a white long sleeve shirt with a black and yellow tie with a matching skirt. It's pretty ugly but I can't really do much about that. But anyway it's not like I'm going to school to make a fashion statement I'm there to learn and get somewhere in life. I put my black shoes on with black stockings. I walk to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I put my hair up into a low, loose piggy tail and just sitting on the sides of my face were tads of shorter hair. I don't wear makeup, it's stupid and I hate make up. I finish getting ready and slowly grab my bag and walk to the front door.

I continue walking slowly to the front door, trying not to wake dad as he was drinking fast night. Just when I was almost there my phone buzzes and I hear a big groan and then big foot steps coming down the hall. I quickly try to reach the door when I hear "Anna!" I hear my fathers voice creepy as ever. I turn to see my dad standing in the hall way with a bottle of vodka in his hand and of course it's empty. He's drunk I remind myself. It'll be over soon, I say in my mind trying stay calm. Dad walks over to me grinning and hardly even walking right. Stand ur ground, be strong, he'll hit u or it's this. This is better, I say to myself. He reaches me and walks around me slowly and blows in my ear behind me, I flinch and try to focus on my  breathing now him. He moves my hair from one side to the other so one side of my neck is revealed. He kisses my neck and I quint my eyes shut. I feel like I'm going to be sick, no , he's drunk this is still my father , I think in my head. He continues to kiss my neck and I've had enough I can't take it anymore.

I turn and face him and he just stares at me with a grin. I step back from him "stop, ur drunk." I say trying to sound calm. "Ur just like ur mother" he grins coming closer. "Pretty, smart and very se- " "I'm not! Just stop I'm ur daughter!" I interrupt him. I look to the ground knowing I've made a bug mistake. I hear him come closer and he reaches out and touches my chin, pulling it up making me look at him. "U will be what I want you to be" he says with so much calmness and grinning like he just won the lottery. I pull away from his grip and try to move past him to the door. When he grabs my wrist tightly and tightening by the second. "U hear me!?" He yells in my ear. "Ur mine!" I look to the at the door then at the ground. "I'm no body's property" I mumble out loud hoping he wouldn't hear. But he did, he pulls me around still holding my wrist and then slaps me in the face with the other hand. I fall to the ground grasping my face with my hand and holding my other up for mercy. "Y-yes.....sir." I say still on the ground looking to the floor as my tears fall down my face then meet the ground. "You need to learn some respect!" he yells down on me then spits on the floor at my feet. I wait until he walks away and I here the door of his bedroom close. Then I get up and wipe my tears away and walk out the door. Just my tipicle morning, do u believe me now when I say I don't believe in fairy tales, what a load of shit.

Hey guys whoever reads this thank uuuuuu I know I'm shit at this but I'm trying so please be patient xx thanks for reading. 😂👍🏻💕