the broken girl

I woke up at 5am and got dressed. I wore a pair of loose dirty jeans with a worn out blue shirt and a baggy coat to go over. I tried my best to fix my hair but failed and ended up giving up. I quietly ran upstairs to prepare breakfast for my adopted parents. When I got upstairs there were beer bottles everywhere. I groaned inwardly as I started to pick up the bottles and throw them in the trash. It took almost a half an hour to clean everything up but I got it done in time to make breakfast. I went to the kitchen and took everything I needed out of the fridge. I grabbed the pan and started cooking the eggs then put the bacon in the oven. After about 15 to 20 minutes all the food was done. When I looked at the clock it was already 6:45. my adopted parents would be up any moment. so I ran downstairs to the basement I called my home. I grabbed my school bag in hopes I could walk out the door before they woke up. as I walked up the stairs quietly trying not to wake my parents up I heard someone yell my name " ELIANA!!" I heard my adopted father yell.I ran to the kitchen and when I entered I saw my mother and father looking Furious. " What is this? how do you expect this to feed us." my father was screaming at me. " i-am so-rry.'' I stuttered on my words scared of what he would do. " What is your wretched excuse this time?" "w-we d-don't have t-that much food i made what i could." I said. He looked at me angry and I knew I was going to beat for it. He came toward me with his fists balled up next to his side. He lifted his hand and started hitting me over and over again. I tried my best not to scream out or cry because I knew he would do it more if I did. After a while he stopped and went back to his room. I just laid there trying to gain some strength to lift myself back up. Once I did I left the house and headed to school. My school was not that far away, only 10-15 minutes away but in my current condition it felt longer. Once I got to school I went straight to the girls bathroom. When I got there and looked in the mirror I saw there was blood coming from my nose and some of it had gotten on my shirt. I grabbed some paper towels and got them wet and start cleaning the blood off my face. I couldn't do much for my shirt so I zipped up my coat so no one could see. It took a bit but I got all the blood off my face. I made sure to throw the bloody paper towels far into the garbage so no one could see them. I headed to my first class and hoped to not be late. When I walked in, the teacher looked at me. "You're late again Ms.holland." Mr.smith said, making sure I heard the again. "yes i know sorry i slept in." I said with a shy smile. "Go sit down," he said, gesturing to the decks around the classroom. As I walked to my desk he started to teach the lesson again. I sat there bored. I already knew all of this. So I put my head down on my deck and tuned out the teacher. It only felt like a few seconds but the teacher came over and tapped on my desk. when I looked up it was there giving me a disappointed look. "Is my class boring you Miss.Holland" Mr. Smith asked looking down on me. "N-No of course not, it's just i already know all of this" i said trying my best to not sound mean. "really?" he said and walked to the board. He started to write an equation on the board. "Come up here and solve this equation. If you get it  correctly you 'll get to sleep. I won't have to focus on my class." he had a smirk on his face. He thought I would get it wrong. it sucks to be him i thought. I went up and started to do the equation. It took a second but I got it. I put the Expo marker down and headed back to my seat with a sly smirk. I laid my head down and closed my eyes. 30 minutes later the bell rings. I get up to run out the door to my next class but barely make it past the rim of the door before the teacher called me back in. " Elaina, who did you solve this equation?" he asked "I don't know, I grabbed a pen and solved it . what do you want me to say?" I asked in somewhat of a sarcastic tone. " i don't think you should be in this class" he said simply "Wait, what? why?`` I was scared that if I got kicked out of this math class and thrown down my parents would be furious. I couldn't let that happen. "please i can't be thrown out of this class please i will do anything." i begged " Oh No, you're not getting thrown out, you're going up to the next math class" he said with a smile. what? I thought to myself. I was confused for a second. " You will start next week, until then I will give you work from that class for you to work on," he said. oh thank god i thought. " Thank you but I have to go to my next class," I said while pointing my thumb at the door. "Right, well I will see you later," he said and smiled as he walked to the door and opened it for me. I muttered a small thank you as I ran up the door to my next class. It was already the end of the school day and I was tired and didn't want to go home but I had to. I made my way outside and back to my house. I was almost there when a car screeched from behind me. I looked behind me. It was just one of those rich boy cars. you know the car is all the rich boys have they show off to their girls. I ignored it and walked into the house. When I walked in it looked like no one was home. I signed in relief but my relief was cut short when I heard a Bang from upstairs. my father came running down the stairs. "Elaina, why are you home so late? It's 4:47 you're supposed to be home before 4:20," he screamed in my face. "I-I'm sorry" I stuttered "M-My teacher help me back to talk to me about moving up a class I-I'm sorry" i don't think my words for getting through to him. he attacked me for me to the ground and started kicking and hitting me as hard as he could. I knew I would have broken bones or at least sprained ones. As my father kicked I started to see black dots in my vision and slowly slipped into unconsciousness. when I awoke I felt pain everywhere. I tried to get up but I was in too much pain. I sat there for a while. When I looked out the window I could see it was Pitch Black outside. Time went by fairly fast while I was asleep. Once I gained enough strength I got up on my feet and started walking down to the basement that I called a room. The basement was small; it only had a twin size bed and a fairly small closet. There was a bathroom but it was small and barely had a shower. I went to the bathroom and took a shower. Once I was done I headed back into my bedroom and got dressed. Once I was dressed I laid down and looked up at the ceiling wondering how my life ended up like this.