Chapter 1

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Ariel's POV

I woke up from my sleep and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The alarm clock on my phone started to ring and ring and ring....

"Ariel, Shut that damn thing up" my mother shouted.

I rolled my eyes and got out of the shower in a towel.

As I opened the door, there standing there in all of her glory was my mother. Of course, I don't call her that. She lost that title ages ago. Behind her was her boy toy of six months.

I am surprised he has stayed this long. Nowadays, they usually last 2 to three weeks. I commend him on his efforts.

Anyways, his eyes were roaming my body. I definitely could see lust in his eyes.

"Eyes up here, buddy" I snapped.

He looked at me, smirking that stupid smirk.

I shuddered in disgust as I felt his hand lightly skim my behind as I pushed past them. I tried to ignore it though.

These last few months he has been looking at me like that often. He hasn't even given that satisfaction to my mother. I swear I saw disgust in his eyes a lot of times when he looked at her.

Every time he has given me that look, my feelings of hatred increase. I hate it with a passion. Let me rephrase that, I hate them with a passion.

I walked into my room, making sure to close the door, and threw on a maroon long sleeved blouse and a high waisted denim shorts. I also put my black wedges on and put my hair in a messy bun.

I went over to my mirror and took in my appearance. My jet black waist length hair was placed in a bun and my green eyes shined brightly.

I love my green orbs because they are the only feature I gained from my father. Although it hurts sometimes when I remember him and the fact that he abandoned me, I still try to carry on with my life.

I would've given up a long time ago but I promised myself that I will make a better life for myself. And even though this word has been used so lightly in my life, I intend to keep it.

I sighed and grabbed my backpack, leaving my room or what really was a makeshift room. It was the only empty room left in the house.

As I entered the kitchen, Robbie and Cassie were having a heated make out session.

I cleared my throat, interrupting them and my mom turned to glare at me.

"Save it for when I'm gone, Cassie" I mocked, heading towards the fridge for a snack.

I heard Cassie give him another kiss and walked away.

I started eating a sandwich, with my back still turned, when I felt arms wrap around my waist and lips against my neck.

I immediately lost my appetite as Robbie held me. He is the most repulsive man I've ever met. The crazy thing is my mom still loves him after all the times he's done this to me.

It's either that she knows and she is ignoring it or my mom is one clueless bat.

Though I haven't heard it from her lips yet, I believe it's the former.

"You look fine today" Robbie whispered in my ear.

I gagged as I felt his breath against my neck. I turned around, trying to push him away.

"You are dating my mom, asshole" I gritted out, trying to escape from his grip but he just tightened it.

"She doesn't have to know" he whispered, his hand disgustingly close to my butt. "Wouldn't want her to know now, do we Ariel?"

"Get your hands off me-" he spun me around hastily, ignoring my words, as he forced his dirty lips on mine. He pressed me tightly against his chest, his hands inching closer to my butt.

I pushed at his chest but he wouldn't budge. He trapped me against the counter and I felt disgusted with myself for even allowing this to happen to me again. I won't let it happen again. I promised myself that.

This is a new town and it makes a new start.

I bit at his lower lip harshly and he hissed, pulling back and I smirked as blood seeped from it.

"Don't touch me again or you'll regret it. I'll do worse next time" I grabbed my bag and my phone before I ran out of the house because I knew that I'd get it from Cassie.

As expected, before I could even turn the corner, Cassie grabbed my wrist in a death grip and squeezed tightly. I just gave her a blank look as she glared at me.

"You stupid whore, how dare you do that to my boyfriend" she seethed.

"Well,I wouldn't have done it if your boy toy knew how to keep his hands to himself" I pushed her away from me before walking to school.

My name is Ariel Jackson and I am 17 years old. I am 5"7 and I have jet black hair and green eyes. Some of you might be wondering, what the hell happened? But, believe it or not, this has been my life for years.

Wanna know my story? Well, it's simple. My dad left 11 years ago. It's still a mystery why though.

My mom had spiraled out of control and because she could not keep her shit together, she started drinking, getting high, getting in trouble with the law, having boy toys etc.

My mom blames me for my father running away.

I just can't wait for when I move out in five months. Because of my mom's reputation, we move a lot.

My mom has been suspected of many things like fraud, robbery, possession of drugs even prostitution which is not really a surprise.

I have been to seven schools in the last ten years. This is my eighth school now, Everton High.
I've been going to this school for two weeks now, and, surprisingly, it's one of the best schools I have been at so far.

Anyways, my mom met Robbie six months ago at the club. Of course, she brought him home on the first night of meeting him.
I swear I could hear them going at it all night.

He coaxed her to move here with him about three weeks ago and of course she said yes for only two reasons.

1) She loves him

2) She was being traced by FBI agents

Of course, I had to come too because I am underage to live by myself.

Stupid Law!

Anyways, here I am now living with my mother, who's a probable criminal, and her perverted boyfriend, who tries to touch me every chance he gets.

How fun can this be? Note the sarcasm.
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Hello guys, this is my new book. It's a different story from what I'd normally do but let's just see if it's a fail or no?

Please comment your thoughts, which will be really helpful if you do. Except for if you have a negative comment and enjoy seeing a girl cry then God bless your soul.

*Sends a quick prayer up to the man upstairs*

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it and just a little heads up, another chapter coming your way. Bye 😘

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