Y/n=Your name

B/N=Brother's name

E/C=Eye color

H/C=Hair color

H/L=Hair length

S/T=Skin Type

F/C=Favorite color

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A/N: Guys, just a warning. This part will get violent. It does mention cutting and abuse. Just warning you now. None of this is real and you all are amazing people.

Your POV:

Beep Beep Beep

With eyes closed I slapped my alarm clock went off. I opened my eyes and started at the ceiling.

Come on Y/N, time to make today a good day.

I quickly got out of bed and put on a F/C long sleeved shirt and blue jeans. I looked sat down and took a look at myself. I started applying my makeup over the bruises that covered my face. My H/L H/C hair was going everywhere. I looked and yet again I have dark circles under my E/C eyes. My S/T skin just made the bruises stand out more. I sighed and started applying makeup again. I looked down and saw my cuts showing a little. I quickly covered them up and got up. I looked back at my F/C room and sighed. Oh the times I wish I could stay in here. I wish I could disappear from here. Get away and be happy.

"Y/N! Get down here NOW and make us breakfast you good for nothing girl!"

I sighed.

If only.

I quickly rushed downstairs and ran into the kitchen and started making breakfast. I never turned my back once, fearing that my parents would be right behind me. I shook my head and started focusing back on cooking. I will get punished if I burn breakfast. I soon finish the 3 plates of breakfast and bring it out to the table. I look up and sadly my parents are sitting there waiting. I avoid eye contact and put the food on the table. I start to walk back towards the kitchen when my father grabbed my wrist.

"Why were you late coming down stares?"

His grip tightened. I bow my head and face him.

"I am so sorry sir. I didn't mean to be late. I got ready to slow."

He pulled me towards me and slapped me across the cheek. I fall on the ground, pain throbbing in my cheek. He stood over me and bent down.

"Never be late again, or else," he said in a threatening manner.

I silently nodd as tears rolled down my face. I heard footsteps coming from the stairs. I look up and I see B/N standing there at the base of the stairs. My father immediately went over to his chair and sat down. My mother smiled at him in a motherly way. She never smiled like that to me before.

"Good morning B/N. I hope you slept well. We have a yummy breakfast this morning. Eat up!"

My father smiled as well.

"Yea sport, better eat! You have a soccer game today. Got to have energy!"

My brother nodded, nut his gaze never left me as he walked to the table and sat down. I quickly got off the floor and practically ran to the kitchen.

My brother looked a lot like me. He had H/C hair, but he had my mom's E/C (think of any color of eye's besides yours). He was a little taller than me and we talked the same. The only difference was one of us was loved, the other one was hated and abused.

I leaned over the counter and closed my eyes. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around with fear in my E/C eyes. I noticed it was my brother and my shoulders relaxed. He doesn't say anything, he just wraps me in a hug and held me for what seemed like forever was only a few seconds. He released me and placed his hand on my cheek.

"Y/N, are you okay," he said with worry in his eyes.

I smiled at my younger brother, "I am fine B/N. Don't worry about me."

"Give me a reason to not worry about you."

"Because you are busy with practice buddy. You also have school to think about."

He looked at me with disbelief.

"I don't care about school. I care about you. I don't like seeing you get hurt," he muttered look down at his feet.

"Do you think I enjoy it?"

I sighed, "Listen, I am saving money as fast I can. I still need to earn quite a bit of money."

He looked around and handed me a help list.

"I snuck it out of dad's newspaper. I have to go love ya sis!"

He kissed my cheek and ran out the house. I went to the dining room and saw that both my parents had left. I quickly wash the dishes and run up to my room, Help ad's in hand. I close my door and sit down on my bed. I start looking through ads when one of them pops out to me. (picture above).

"Huh, Freddy Fazbears..."

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A/N: TADA! Chapter 1 is up!! I hope you guys enjoyed it! Love you all!

Until the next chapter, fly high my butterflies!