He looks at her like she's his world
The light to his darkness,
She looks at him like he could grow a field of flowers for her,
And that's just what he did
Together, they were 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒
~❀~
Eleanor was what people call an ordinary girl. On th...
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I've always wanted to know what it felt like to have a normal family. A nice mother and father, a happy and perfect life. Not a father that abuses you and is always drunk. Not a mother that leaves her family behind at a young age and never returns. Well, that's what God gave me. A shitty life.
Today's Friday and as I walk down the halls of my high school, I look around at everybody. They all seem so happy.
I walk up to my locker and collect my books for first period.
I hear laughter behind me and turn to see so many eyes staring at me. I already know what they're staring at. It's my clothes. I never knew what was wrong with my clothes, they're baggy and comfortable and hide my scars and bruises so well.
I keep my head down and walk to my class.
I enter the classroom and head straight to the back. I never sit in the front and nobody sits in the back because people think I'm weird.
I sigh and wait for the bell to ring. I grab my book and start reading.
10 minutes later
I look up from my book to see the whole class is seated and listening to the teacher.
I didn't even notice, I was so engrossed in this book.
I put my book away and quickly get my notebook out and start writing the notes on the board.
~❀~
I'm currently walking out of school and heading home.
I'm dreading going home because I have to see my dad. I'm so scared of what he'll do to me. I just want to run away and never look back. But I know I won't be able to, I mean, where am I going to go? I have no friends, none of my relatives live nearby and I don't have any way to contact them. I have money but I save it so I can pay to move out.
I walk up the porch steps of my house, mumbling to myself, "Don't be scared Eleanor, maybe he's not drunk." I open the front door and walk in.
I look around and see bottles of beers. I gulp. My palms start sweating. I walk into the living room and see my father watching tv with beer surrounding him.
He hears my footsteps and turns his head to look at me, "Finally you're home, go to the store and get some groceries."
I nod frantically. I set my book bag next to the couch and head out the door.
It doesn't take me long to get to the grocery store since we live close by it. That's what I like about living in that house, I can easily get to the store fast enough and get back home in time to cook dinner before father punishes me.
I snap out of my thoughts and grab a shopping cart and walk through the front doors of the grocery store. I walk down to the meat section and grab a couple of packets of meat. Then, I go down the seasoning isle and look for the pepper.
I don't notice someone else's cart in front of mine until I smash into it.
"Ow" I squeak and straighten up. I gather myself to look up at whoever I bumped into.
I look up and get ready to apologize when I see a very handsome guy looking at me in anger.
