Valentina's POV

*Ring Ring Ring*

I heard the blazing sound of the alarm clock making me come out from my slumber. I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. I looked around my room which is actually a store room.

I sighed as I rubbed my eyes and removed a thin layer of sheet which I consider myself a mattress. I stood up and folded it neatly as much as I could and moved towards my washroom which is not so clean but what I can do I don't have products that I can use to clean it.

I stripped myself and gazed at the small mirror I had in my bathroom. My eyes roamed around my torso where the blue-purple mark is there. I gently trazed that mark but hissed when I felt the pain in it.

I sighed as I remembered how I got them.

Flashback

I was washing the dishes when I heard the door opening the house. I tensed but tried to ignore the sound that was coming in my direction.

I switched off the tap of water and tried to wash the dishes as soundly as possible but maybe I was too late.

I ceased in my movements when I felt a presence near me. I keep the dishes down in the basin and turn back while facing the ground.

I saw a pair of boots standing in front of me. I shivered when I felt a cold hand on my shoulder but I didn't dare to move or remove the cold hand.

"Hm..what is my baby daughter doing ?" I heard my father whispering near my ear. I gulped but moved my lips to answer because I knew it's better to do that or else I will end up in not so good condition or worse.

"Nothing father just washing the dishes." I praised myself for not stuttering while replying.

I heard a hummed and felt a pat on my head which I consider a appreaction but soon hissed when I felt my hair in a brutal grip.

"Didn't I told you that dishes should be done before I return home ?" My father whispered slowly but coldly.

"Y-You did father." I mumbled while trying my best not to whimper from the pain in my scalp.

"So why didn't you do that daughter hm ?" Father spiked furiously.

"I overslept a nap from the nap f-father." I lied. I didn't overslept but I fainted after a hectic school.

"Hm so now you deserve a punishment, don't you ?" He said and I nodded knowing there is no way I can escape from this so-called punishment but only to wish to get over it soon.

"Good daughter. Finish these damn dishes and come into my room." Father said leaving my hair and walking out from the kitchen.

I turned while massing my hair and got back to washing the dishes as soon as possible so I finished them. Knowing my punishment can be intense if I made my father wait for me.

After the next 5 mins I was done and wiped my wet hands on my dirty old baggy clothes which I always wore when I was at home and started to make my way to my father's room.

I took a deep breath and knocked down on the door and I heard the permission to enter.

I walked inside and closed the door behind me and stood straight in front of him who was sitting on the bed's end.

My eyes were down like always when I was facing my so-called punishment.

"Remove your hoodie." I heard and tried not to cry. I hate this. I can endure any punishment but with full clothes but again I can't do anything so I removed my hoodie but I heard a disapproving groan and that's because I was wearing a thin shirt inside my hoodie.

You can say that was a safety measure but I knew it was a risky measure as well.

I heard some shuffling sound indicating he was removing his belt and soon I was cruelly gifted by a sharp hit of the belt around my torso.

I bit my lips but didn't make a sound or whimper and it continued for 10 more hits. My legs were now shaking but I didn't give up and stood straight.

After more 5 hits my father finally stopped and huffed like he got tired which he apparently did.

"Come here my baby daughter." I heard him and slowly neared to him who grabbed my torso and I finally let out an almost small whimper away from my lips.

"It hurts, doesn't it ?" My father cooed softly and I just muttered a small 'yes' knowing I have to reply verbally or else I will end up more bruised then already I am.

"It should." I gulped but didn't say anything and just waited to get away from here, from him.

"Now next time don't delay and complete your task okay my baby ?" He asked while pressing a pressure on my bruised torso and I clenched my jaws before replying.

"Yes father."

Flashback Ends

I blinked and came out from the usual painful flashback. I filled my bucket with cold water and started to slowly bath myself. I don't have a shower as my father said I don't deserve it.

I got up and grabbed a small cloth which I considered my a towel and dried myself as much as I can and got out from the washroom.

I completed dressing myself which consist myself a gray hoodie with black skinny jeans and old Snickers which I am using from last 3 years. Not that old though.

I combed my hair with my slender fingers and tied them into medium size ponytail as I got headache if I my hair in an high one.

I fenched my bag which I already prepared a night before and went down. I slowed my steps while climbing the stairs and come inside the living where no one was there.

I sighed in relief knowing my parents are still sleeping. This is the best time I get away from my house. I soundlessly walked inside the kitchen and quickly prepared a light breakfast for my parents and took a single apple for me and walked out from the house.

I took a bit from my apple as I walked down the alley. My public school is 25 mins away from my house so I everyday walked there easily.

But it sometimes get harder if I got bruised on my leg and I have to limped to my school and then it took me at least 45 mins to reach I knew that's slow but what can I do ? That's the fastest I can walk while limping.

I finally reached my school. I looked around seeing nothing new though. Some students were spread here-there without a mind. I knew they don't want to be here but have to but I wasn't them I kinda like to be here even it is for some hours, away from my hell house that is my home.

I don't if people called that two floor house a home but that is all I know as home.

I shrugged those thoughts and get inside and walked inside my classroom only to get welcome

'Thud !'

I rubbed my nose softly because my tiny nose got a pretty most hit by the freaking book. I looked up when I heard the ugly cracking sound which belongs to none other than my bully aka Zack. I don't know his surname nor am I interested in knowing.

"Look guys that was a superb aim." Zack said while smirking at me and his so-called bully friends laughed with him while patting his back as if they are proud on his doing which certainly they are.

I just sighed and bent down and picked up the fallen book which Zack used to hit me earlier and kept it on a nearby bench.

Why disrespectful towards a book right ?

I walked towards my bench which is in the last row. Very behind where no one can notice me easily.

I kept my bag down and only to get heard a loud banged sound but I didn't flinch knowing I was going to hear that soon.

"You ignore me, didn't you bitch ?!" Zack snarled in anger while glaring at me.

"No I didn't Zack." I replied only to receive a slapped instead on my left cheek. I didn't make a sound but just clenched my fist tightly.

"You are now talking back to me huh ?!" He snapped. I want to chuckle hearing him but again if I did I will ended up getting bullied badly so I kept my mouth shut.

After a few seconds of silence he spoke. "I am sure you already knew how pathetic of a person you are."

I nodded my head while leaning backside on my wooden seat.

He should say something knew to me other than repeating the same thing again & again to me. Don't he thinks so ?

"You are shamelessly accepting the damn truth about you." Zack continueed while leaning more toward me and I just looked down at the shirt where.

'Fuckboys do better' is written.

Zack got himself a good shirt between considering he is indeed a fuckboy just that the two more words aren't correct.

Zack can never do anything better even if he is a fuckboy. Period !

"Why am I wasting my time talking to you ?" He grumbled before walking away from me and I sighed in relief.

He was stinky anyhow like usual and I don't want to suffocate myself more than already I am.

I opened my bag and got out my first period books which I stick them by tape.

Zack tear them apart once I forgot to do his assignment.

And let's just say my other books condition are not good as well but I used them anyway like obviously I don't have a choice, alright.

Our teacher who is an old woman entered in the classroom and like usual no one greeted her except me.

Teachers should be respected okay !

She passed me a smile which I returned from my own small smile and moved to sit back only to get my butt welcomed by the hard floor of the classroom.

'Not Again !' I thought as I sighed and heard the laughing sound of other peers of my age.

Can't they just leave me alone ?

"Becky--out of my class now !" I heard my teacher shouting at the girl behind me whose name is Becky and who pulled out the chair when I was sitting back.

"Sure." Becky said, sassily while walking out from the classroom. I knew she wanted to get the hell away from here so she pulled that stunt on me.

Anyway, I sat back and the teacher cleared her throat before starting her lecture and I focused myself in it.

What ? I like to study after all.

And besides I need to educate myself as much as I can so it can help me in the future.

Time Skip

I was now attending the last lecture when I heard an announcement going through.

"Valentina Smith please come to principal office as soon as possible. I repeat Valentina Smith please come to principal office as soon as possible."

Every head in the classroom snapped towards me including our professor who permit me to go. I packed my stuff and walked out from the classroom.

I was confused myself as well. What did I do ? Of course I did nothing and this is the second time I am going to the principal's office.

The first time was when I went there to complain about Zack and his minions about how they are bullying me in the school.

But oh boy only if I knew that time what a big mistake I did. Let's just say the principal turned out to be Zack's uncle and my father's friend which ended me being getting beat up and locked for straight 2 days in my store room.

I reached the office door and knocked it and after getting permission from inside I entered.

I saw the principal sir sitting behind his desk with his hands holding his almost bald head.

I walked near his desk and stood there as I said. "You called me sir."

He looked up and I almost got shock seeing his teary eyes which contained sadness.

What the ducky happened to him ?

"Valentina." He whispered my name in low, sad voice making me wonder what the hell actually happened ?

"Please take a seat Valentina because what I am going to tell may shake you up real bad." He said mumbling as he took some water sips.

I nodded and took a seat in front of him. What shocking news he has for me ? I pondered.

"Valentina..." He trailed off making me squint my eyes at him. Can't he come to the point straight ? I thought.

"What is it sir ?" I asked, calmly.

He opened his mouth but the next words left his mouth made me go all numb.

"Your parents Jack & Elina got hit by a truck and died on the spot. I am sorry but your parents are no more Valentina."

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