Hawkins

Trinity's POV

We finally pulled up to our new home which was a two-story style home with a backyard. It had a basement so maybe you can count that as a three-story home. I would have my own room in the basement with not much stuff. Yes, I might be abused, but they keep up an act in case anyone comes over. So, yes, I have a bedroom of my own, clothes, a bathroom now. The downstairs even had a little kitchen style area which was amazing.

It would mean I didn't have to go upstairs unless needed why because it also has an entrance door. So it was more of like my own little apartment styled room than an actual bedroom. It was going to take a while to set everything up, but it was summer so it didn't matter. It's not like I had school the next day, but I only have two weeks left of summer. Then it's back in school as a junior in high school which sucks by the way.
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Two weeks later

In the middle of the night

Trinity's POV

I rushed out of the house to try and get away, but before I reached my fucking door. I was pulled back by my hair, my father was drunk and, on a rampage, right now. He threw me to the ground and started kicking and hitting me until my mom finally rushed in and stopped him.

"Greg enough she's got school tomorrow" Mom said

"Thats all you care about" I said spitting out blood

They scoffed and walked up the stairs, I managed to get to my bathroom to get myself cleaned up. I've done this a few times, so hiding the bruises and cleaning, stitching of cuts was easy. I grabbed a bottle of jake that I packed in the bathroom and took a sip. I grabbed out the needle and began stitching my head wound up.

"Shit" I hissed but kept going because I had to

That night it was hard to sleep on my bed without wincing. I knew it would take some makeup to cover the bruises. I've gotten good at hiding them and making it look like I have no makeup on. Takes time but it was a much needed lesson. I just wish I found my soulmate soon. Not that they'd be able to do anything about this. What if they don't want me after they find out about this.

That made it harder to even get an ounce of sleep. So of course like most times after events like that. I get up and start something and this time it's get shit ready for school. Like an outfit and start on the makeup because like i said fit takes a while. At least an hour and a half most likely more. It doesn't matter cause it's normal for me anyways.