Survive

Chapter 1: Dani

First of all
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Second of all
Just saying before you read this there are lots of mis-spelled words so you know... be chill. If you dont like it just dont read it.✌Also the first few chapters will be short but will continue to become longer. I really hope you enjoy this book and also there will be lots of violence and blood so I guess be prepared if your the sensitive type of person.

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Im walking. Thats all Im doing; outside as a light fog wraps around me. I keep my eyes low as people pass me by not giving me at least a glance. I dont really care, it makes me relax just a little to know that some people dont give a shit to look someone in the eyes. Half a second of feeling relaxed and then I feel nothing as I begin to drift off to the dark corners of my mind, I dont know why, I just do this automaticly. Some teachers or adults try to get me to talk about whats going on by doing there little tricks, but I already know what there going to do, what there going to say, what there going to ask and how they ask it, I always lie to them of coarse because they just make matters worse and they dont help at all, I dont really like to talk about whats going on anyways because its really none of there damn buissness and also I dont care because Im used to it. Im suddenly shocked out of my daydreaming as a rough sholder clashes into mine. I wobble backwards and land with a thud on my butt. I look up and see a man looking down at me with a faint sneer on his face. I furrow my brows as i focus on his features and see that he is problely my age. His midnight green eyes meet mine and we stare at eachother, something inside me jumps and I feel wierd. Whatever, I dont care I have to go back home soon. As I look back down and brush off some leaves off of my sweater I hear him grumble quietly "Sorry."
I slowly get up off of my aching wet but and shrug as I take off at a brisk pace, stuffing my hands in my sweaters pockets.

A light shower begins to sprinkle on me as I dreadfully make my way home, knowing what awaits me. I begin to take my time again as i slow down my pace, I look up and around and see blossoming flowers starting to open up to the suns beams that peak out of the clouds. A small genuine smile rises on my face as i look at the strings of light shining on part of a blossoming tree as the rain pats on the thin branches and petals softly. It looks so fresh and relieving to be that beautiful tree, to just sit there as the sun and rain take care of you and nurture you to grow into something better. I spin back on my heel and continue to tread home feeling sad. I turn the street and walk another block as I begin to see the roof of my house. I come upon the gate, unlocking it and closing it back and continue down the short wet path to the dark worn out red door. I quickly take a deep breath through my nose and let it circulate through out my body and breath out through my mouth. I clasp a hand on the old knob and turn it slowly, hearing the familiar click as the lock turns in and i slowly push the door open while putting one foot in. Silence as i put my whole body in and shut the door behind me. Right, today is saturday, Dianna is at work and Jacks problely at the bar getting his ass drunk. I sigh in what I admit relief, i head torwards my small room that is upstairs and collapse onto my bed, shutting the door with the tip of my laced combat boots, not caring to lock it shut just yet. My room is simple really, the bed against the left of the wall and across is a side board and a chest of drawers beside it. Directly across from the door is a tall wide window that can slide up. I reach out my arm and throw the navy blue curtains open a little to see the rain wash against the window. At the foot of the bed, behind the door is a thin closet of clothes and other stuff. I sigh and reach for a book on the night stand beside my bed.

My eyes flutter open as I hear the door slam shut and my foster mom grumbleling about work. I pick my head up and quickly bookmark my book and set it aside to head downstairs. Only to find out it is my foster dad reeking of alchohol and complaing how he lost his job. Shit! I turn back around before he can see me but its to late, as I hear him yell for me to come to him I begin to brace myself, I stiffin my body and set my jaw, I tighten my skin and loosen my limbs. I walk to him and as I stand before him he begins to yell wildly at me, spit flying everywhere, how its my fault that he lost his job and i begin to zone out, staring blankly at his chest. Alarm bells go off in my head as i flick my eyes up and see his hand come towards me, i tighten my skin and set my jaw as his hand makes contact with my right cheek. I fall to the ground and catch myself before my face can hit the floor. Pain spreads over the right side of my face as tears begin to sting in my eyes. He kicks me in my stoumach and i hunch over gasping for air and hot tears slide down my face. He whips out his belt and begins to hit me. Raising it above his shoulder as I stiffen my body and begin to whimper in pain. He finally stops and Dianna opens the door walking in, i flinch as Jack turns his head to see who it is. My foster mom flicks me a bored look and walks over me heading to the kitchen. Jack grabs me by my hair and throws me at the foot of the stairs yelling at me to go to my room also saying that I cant eat dinner. I turn around scoffing quitly while limping up the steps. Since when do I ever get to eat dinner. I fall to the ground exhausted and quitly close my door. I fall into a deep sleep of bad dreams and shiver on the floor.

I wake up and feel that my cheek has a bruise. My whole body has bruises but I dont care. I slowly get up and move my aching body to the bed. This feels better and i fall back asleep as the sun begins to seep through my curtains and cast shadows. Once again I wake up but this time to the smell and noise of breakfest. My stoumach begins to talk to me as my mouth waters. Foster mom wont let me eat with her so I'll just go out to eat. I peel my soar body off of my loving bed and start to get dressed, I head down stairs and zoom out the door.

I order a hot fudge sundae and wait looking outside the window. I was lucky to get a table since it is so crowded here. I even see random people who dont know each other sit together because this place has great food, sometimes an old man comes and sits across from me and keeps me company. I continue to stare blankly out the window untill I catch midnight green eyes. He dosn't notice me untill he walks through the door, he reads the sign that says "Sit with anyone its not wierd!" and slowly looks at me. I stare blankly at him and then look away to stare out the window. I see in the corner of my eye, him making his way torward me slowly, searching anywhere to find another table, but to bad he has to sit with me. He stands there awkardly in front of the table and clears his throat. I turn my head to him and he says "Do you mind?"
I shrug and respond "I dont care." and look away. He slides in and stays at the corner opposite of me. My sundae finally comes and the waitress hands me it and begins to take the strangers order. He must be really hungry because he oredered a stack of pancakes with a side of eggs, biscuits and gravy with two hashbrowns, ordered a omelot and some beef chorizo burritos, also two breakfest burgurs with a side of tattor-tots, and a glass of chocolate milk. Before I can think I blurt out "You eat alot." He looks over at me and the sun catches a black ring around his midnight green eyes, he is definitly around my age. He smiles at me and says "Um, yeah I guess I do eat alot."
"Whats your name?" I ask without thinking again.
"Alex."
I nod and look down feeling wierd, why am I talking to him, why do I keep blurting out things? As I mentally kick myself for even talking he asks "Whats your name?"
"Dani." I say breathlessly, what the hell is wrong with me, I mentally kick myself again as he says "Thats a cool name." I nod and he stares at me as I eat my ice cream, I look up at him and he quickly looks away, cheeks flushed. I look back down at my melting ice cream and see Alex's food coming, the waitress sets down many plates as she says enjoy to him and asks if we need anything else. I shake my head no but Alex states that he needs peanut-butter. She smiles as she says she will be right back. I stare at his food remembering why I came here, why did I order ice cream instead? I continue to eat my ice cream slowly, getting lost in my thoughts but jump when Alex asks "Are you alright?" I give him a confused look and respond "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"Because yesterday I bumped into you and made you fall." he shrugs.
I shrug back and say "Im fine I dont really care." I continue to scrape the remaining fudge off of the glass bowl as he devours his food. I catch myself staring at him as his messy shaggy hair shines in the sun and a silky black strand slides down in the middle of his face. My hand twitches and I stuff them in my sweaters pockets. After a few minutes of him stuffing his face he sits back completely full. I stare at the remaining portions of his food and he catches me. He says "You can have some if you want, im preety full." I shake my head no and begin to leave but then suddenly my old man friend appears out of no where and begins flapping his hands at me saying "No, no I just got here! Stay mija, sit sit!" I plop back down and he says to alex "Excuse me por favor." and sits across from me. He begins to babble, sometimes spilling in spanish words. As he starts another story about some old lady his food comes, he begins scarfing it down while telling more stories and says to me "When I die Dani I want my ashes spread all over Rue 21." Alex's eyes widen as he exclaims "Why would you want that!" Omf's leathery face looks over at Alex with a expression that says its only obvious and he responds in a "duh" tone "So my grandkids can visit me everyday." I smile and Alex looks over to me with a "are you serious" expression and I shrug.
"Whats your name by the way mijo?" Omf asks.
"Im Alex, whats yours?"
"Well holla Alex, Im Adrian Raney Contreras Ramirez, but you can just call me old man friend, or Omf for short." He winks at me and I roll my eyes. Omf begins to tell us more stories, while cleaning up but then checks his watch. "Well I best be going, adios." He begins to head outside and through the window waves bye. I raise my hand and smile as he takes off. I start to get up trying to ignore the tingling feeling in my chest as Alex starts to get up too.