Saved by the Devil

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Aubrey's POV

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. There were cuts all over my body, bruises and blood covered my skin. I looked like a mess. I sighed and and walked to the shower. i got in and turned on the hot water that calmed down my sore body. I couldn't walk. Last nights beating left me in a state where i couldn't get up from the floor and my brother carried me there. 

I should probably at least introduce myself, right? 

My name is Aubrey. I am seventeen years old and my life is a fucking mess. But who's isn't nowadays, right? 

After i got out of the shower i went and picked out an outfit. ( her outfit is up)

After that i got my makeup and used the concealer to cover all of the bruises, however the bruise on my cheek and neck couldn't be hidden by it, so i just left it. everyone thinks i am very clumsy, so i can play it off on that. Well...technically i am very, very clumsy. I once face planted in front of my crush. After that we did not talk.

I got my bag and walked downstairs, being cautious not to make too much noise.

As i walked in to the kitchen i saw a mountain of dishes on top of the counter. "How the hell.."i whispered to myself and sighed. guess i'll have to do those once i get home. i went over to the fridge and took out a water bottle. That was my breakfast. not because i don't eat breakfast, but there just isn't any food here to eat. i made a mental note to go grocery shopping.

 Suddenly Landon walked in looking like he hadn't slept for months.

"Hey , Brey" he said. "Hey Landon"i said as he was walking towards the fridge 

"there is no food there"i said before he even opened it. "Damn it. when will they actually get anything to eat for us? i'm tired of always working long hours and giving them money for food that they spend on shit" He growled out. "I know, i know. we can maybe get something from the breakfast bar?" i said more like a question. 

Landon is my brother. He is older thank me by one year. 

Landon nodded and we both walked out the door and to his car.

we got in and started our journey stoping at the breakfast bar. "Can i get pancakes?"i asked Landon and he nodded. He got eggs and bacon with some type of salad and toast.

" I'm having a late shift tonight so i can't pick You up from work" Landon said and i nodded 

"That's okay, i'll ask if Micah can pick me up" i said and once we were done with our food we left.

I work at a small cafe. It was the only place that wanted me and i've been working there for 4 years now.

Me and Landon , and mom are the only ones who work. My dad lost his job 6 years ago and hasn't tried to get a new one.

To be honest, my family... well we're complicated. You see, i was not a wanted child but my brother was. He was their first kid and was treated like a prince and loved by my mom and dad. But i, i never got that affection or care. I was pushed to the side. It hurt at first, i was confused why they never hugged me or bought me anything, or kept calling me rude things, but with time i got used to it. When i turned 12 i talked back for the first time and they got pissed, so my parents beat me up and i was kept in the basement for 3 days without any food.

The only saviour in my life was Landon. He always protected me. And no, my parents did not teach him that. His friend, Matt did. And ever since then he has been by my side all of the time even if it meant that he would get beat up by my dad.