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"Stop being afraid of what could go wrong, start thinking about what could go right."

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Katie point of view.

I was embarrassed.

The fear and concern in both of their eyes made me feel slightly better but it still didn't make up for what I'm feeling right now. I feel humiliated and I know that Aaron just wants the best for me, but I just wished he had found out a little later. That way, I would've been prepared something to tell them, maybe perhaps a believable lie.

I know that things aren't good between Crystal and Asher and the last thing I want to do is to put more weight on their shoulders. According to Aaron this was the worst act of any so called human being but my dad is just trying to protect me and teach me some discipline, but when I told Aaron he glared at me and said through clenched teeth that, "There's many ways to teach discipline but abusing someone is never one of them,"

Now that I see the expression on the two people that I've been relying on ever since summer started, it proved to me that I wasn't thinking quite right and what my dad is doing is worse than I thought it was.

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt-" I feel a cough coming up but it hurts more than a normal cough and it feels like the pain is unbearable. I lean forward and cough the hardest I can. My eyes widens when I see the red liquid on the ground, and it's not long before I'm engulfed into someone's arm. "Asher, you better hold me because I'm using all my strength here not to go to the bastards house and kill him myself,"

There's sobs and tears and my shoulders getting wet. Im not the one crying but I'm the one hurting inside and outside. "Who did this to you Katie?" Crystal croaks, burying her head in the crook of my neck. "Calm down, man." Asher's soft voice says directed to Aaron who I'm pretty sure is boiling with anger.

If I had known that he was following me, I would've never went home. As soon as I entered those doors, other bruises started to form on my body, and when I walked out of the house - the first person to find me trembling with fear was Aaron. I wasn't strong but when I was able to prevent him from storming inside the house and beat the living shit out of my dad, I felt stronger than ever.

These people makes me feel stronger than I am.

Soon the arms that I have buried myself in was pulled away and with my bruised eye, I looked down at Asher who's kneeling in front of me. Asher always looks good and it's one of the main reason I had a crush on him during first semester.

I do admit I was kind of scaring him away, but I do believe that the two of them belong together and there's nothing else that I would want than for them to live happily together and have no problems, unlike me.

See on the outside, my life is perfect. I have a perfect body, because I've worked for it - my hair is beautiful, because I go through hell with it to get it like that, and my face is flawless, because I use so much makeup to hide all the bruises. I'm as fake as a Barbie doll, heck - a Barbie doll is realer than me.

On the inside, behind all of those walls that I have built around me, is a scared girl. Scared to show her true self to the world because she scared they're going to judge her. Her family might be rich and all that, but what happens when her mom isn't around? She's left alone with her dad who's abusive, even when he's not drunk. It's worst when he is drunk. At times like that, I'm surprised I'm still alive.

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