My Forbidden Soulmate

I was woken up to being dragged across the floor I could tell that my legs were bruising already by the way the uneven wood floor was burning against my skin once again I was being taken against my will. I heard the words "get up you worthless piece of s**t" as my head was slammed against the corner of the dresser I groaned in agony as the blood quickly started dripping down my forehead. My ankles were let go of and I looked up to see my stepfather towering over me "you need to make my breakfast and clean the entire house we have guest coming over soon" I heard him say as he slapped me between each word with gritted teeth while holding me by the neck with a firm grip. He finally let go of me and I slumped to the floor as he walked out the room and slammed the door shut. I got up and went to the bathroom to freshen up and cover my bruises with makeup. This was my life my stepdad has never liked me, but it got even worse when my mom passed away at least that's what he told everyone that's what happened to her...I still don't know if she truly is dead he claims they were in a car accident together but her body has never been found and he claims to have amnesia about the entire day that the accident supposedly occurred how convenient for him. I think he only keeps me around because I have nowhere else to go and he knows that so he beats me everyday and makes me do endless chores the entire day. I'm only allowed to eat after he eats and if there are guest then I have to wait until everyone leaves and then I can eat the scraps that are left over. My name is Amelia Blake and I've been abused by my stepfather Brady Owens since I was twelve years old, I'm now eighteen...I look in the mirror at myself I have pale skin because I'm not allowed to go outside so I don't get much sunlight, I have green eyes that have dark circles under them, when lifting my shirt you can see all of my old bruises that have permanently been marked to my skin. My hair is curly and brown and its down my back I never cut my hair because it reminds me of my mother I have her hair and her piercing green eyes but my eyes have lost their spark a long time ago. I keep my hair tied up tight in a bun so that I can't be dragged by my curls anymore...My stepfather is an evil man and I hate him I can't wait until I can get away from him...I secretly work at an overnight coffee shop at a video gaming cafe I've been hiding and saving up money to hopefully one day soon run away from here as far as possible. After washing up and making myself look somewhat presentable I ran downstairs and started on breakfast I made scrambled eggs, sausages, pancakes, and french toast. I prepared my stepfathers plate and put a hot cup of coffee with cream and sugar on the tray and carried it up to his office I walked in and put the tray in front of him and turned around to walk away but was quickly brought to my hands and knees as I was kicked in my leg. "When you come in here you leave on the ground you don't deserve to walk on such nice floors now GET OUT" I crawl towards the door and pull myself off the floor once the office door is shut. I go back downstairs to the kitchen and sneak and eat some breakfast and clean up the rest of the dishes and then I start cleaning up the rest of the house. After three hours of cleaning I'm finally done and head up to my room I throw myself on my bed and pull out my cell phone from the secret compartment  I made in my headboard. I got a cell phone a few months ago and I've been chatting with this guy Adrian for the past couple weeks. He's been the brightest part of my day we seem to have so much in common, we like the same kind of music we both enjoy sunny days and horror movies on rainy ones. It's so weird we haven't been talking that long but I feel such a strong connection to him even though I have no idea what he looks like, and yes I know that sounds dangerous but there's just something about him that I feel like he wouldn't lie to me. I hear footsteps coming down the hall and quickly turn the phone off and shove it back into it's compartment I bury myself under the covers hoping that footsteps will pass my room but I'm not so fortunate. My door is violently swung open and I'm pulled out of the bed by my ankles with a loud thud. "Get up and make your way downstairs company will be arriving any minute, and make sure you look presentable" my stepdad says as he turns and walks back out the door slamming it shut. I hate this house I mumble under my breath as I get up and go through my closet to find a black pair of leggings, some black chucks and a red long shirt. I cover the bags under my eyes with concealer and cover my whole neck with concealer to cover up my new bruise from when he grabbed me earlier this morning, I fix my bun and walk down the stairs just as the doorbell rings. I walk over to the door and open the door to find a very tall handsome boy with blue eyes, and black long hair that's slicked back into a tight ponytail. He's wearing a black suit that not only fits him well but also shows off his muscles. Standing beside him is a gorgeous woman in a tight fitted black dress with red curls and the same blue eyes as him I assume she's his mother because I can tell she's a bit older and they look just a like other than the hair color. I move out of their way so that they can enter the house just as my stepfather steps into the living room. Mr Owens I hear the handsome boy say this is my mother Renee Silvermoon, and I'm Adrian Silvermoon, Larenzo Silvermoon's son. My father sends his apologies that he couldn't make it for this meeting, but urgent business arose right before leaving. I stand there quietly with my hands behind my back as I listen to Adrian talk my mind is a bit fuzzy as his voice sounds just like the one I've been talking to for these past couple weeks and it can't be a coincidence that he also has the exact same name..My stepfather steps closer and shakes Adrian's hands and kisses Renee's he tenderly places a hand on my shoulder as he introduces himself as Brady Owens, and me as his lovely stepdaughter it took everything in my power not to roll my eyes as he put on this fake facade for them. My stepfather has always been good at faking like he cares about me whenever we have company. I was also focused on Adrian and I don't think I was imagining it but it did seem that his eyes were focused on me too...my stepfather must of noticed because I was jolted out of my thought when I felt his hand start tightening on my shoulder as he told me to go and get some refreshments for our guest. I turned and walked away towards the kitchen and opened the fridge to find different appetizers and juices I guess Brady really needed to impress these people. I tensed up as I heard footsteps behind me and braced myself for the impact of the hit I knew was coming but was surprised when I felt nothing after a few seconds. I turned around to see Adrian staring down at me he brought his hand up to my cheek and gently stroked it while looking into my eyes..."I finally found you" was the last thing I heard him say before everything went black.