Entitled by cama seeney (the beginning after the end novel read .txt) 📕

Truth is I've sat through alot of crap in my life. Most would call me damaged, I would call it surviving personally. I didn't have a good up bringing, my life was a little like Cinderella minus the once good mother. She was just born unable to care for anyone but herself. I sighed sadly and rolled over in the cot. Probably wondering what I'm doing in a cot right? Well you see that's what you call them in the police station... I guess I should explain right.

I lay on the rock hard 'cot' and sighed again thinking back to a party that started this whole mess. A popular guy called  Teddy (don't ask me about his choice of nick names I didn't choose it) decided it would be good to experiment on drugs and take a swim. Considering he od'd in the water I didn't think it was one... People ran screaming as he started having a fit in the water.

I stupidly jumped in and dragged him out before he drowned. I lay him on the floor and turned him on his side and into the recovery position. Where he quickly threw up his breakfast. Considering he nearly died no one was around.  After he finished throwing up I got him unsteadily to his feet and found an empty room with a couple free couches and a tv, the game room. I sighed and led him on the couch and went in search of a bathroom, I quickly found one the house was filthy and small. Ot was a stupid grimy party that wasn't even really happening anymore. It was around three in the morning.

I sighed and remember back to my boyfriend. He'd told me he'd break up with me if i didn't sleep with him, at the time I was half drunk so reluctantly agreed after he called me names for an hour strait. That was a week ago now, yesterday he broke up with me. I sighed what a way to loose your virginity, right. It was horrid awkward and the worst moment of life. I asked him to stop three times, he only grunted in response and carried on. It was horrible. I got out of the car and walked home after that.

I sighed looking into the mirror, raccoon eyed wasn't a look I pulled off. My long blond hair was a drying mess. Luckily for me it dried straight. In the winter it got darker but in the summer it was coloured with orban, blond and brown high lights. It reached my just under my brests. I had blue and red in it currently.

I look around for some ibuprofen and a bottle of water, and quickly find them. Checking the water bottle is sealed. Sighing that I was even here in the first place I make my way back to the gaming / living room and find the guy away and slightly worried looking. I pass him the bottle and take the pain killers myself, someone who just od'd don't need that right now.

What's you're name?' I asked him. 'Teddy.' He gave me that duh look that a typical bad boy gives a blond chick when there five foot three. I might be small but I'm not dumb, my little nose and ears make me look younger than I actually am. My double d boobs say otherwise, I'm nine stone and have some annoying curves that my ex seemed to like. Teddy looked my up and down accessing me, not completely sexually. 'Any dizziness or disorientation? Numbness?' I ask folding my arms over my soaked tee-shirt. It was a dark purple that matched my grey stone washed jeans, added to my grey doc martins I thought I looked okay. 'Na I'm okay...' He trailed off brushing his hand through his dark brown hair, his slightly crooked nose had a small blue hoop through that matched the one on the left and right side of his gotten lip.

He had stretches in both sides of his ears. 'So I guess I owe you...' He trailed off, I shrugged and scratched my wrist where I had ' I was born to make mistakes, not fake perfection' tattooed there eairler. My mother was constantly too drunk to realise it was my third, I had a heart on my hand and a dream catcher on my thy. She didn't even know I had ten ear piercings, sickly enough I enjoyed the pain.

'Hey wait your the chick. You know the one that jack ass jack constantly cheated on and broke up with.' Instantly my expression froze and I clenched my jaw. I shrugged and left, I had sixform tomorrow anyway.

Teddy eventually found out he pissed me off when I avoided him all through school the next day, he'd shout and I'd put my headphones in. Everyone thought we had hooked up, at that point though I couldn't give less of a dam. I was so busy working  late nights at the bar I had little concentration for rumers.

A week later Jack caught up with me, calling me a slut and saying I moved on quick I laughed in his face, he slammed me into the locker behind me and aimed a punch at my face, turning to the side it only caught the side of my face. Jack wasn't big but right then I'd never seen a person bigger. That was until Teddy grabbed Jacks shoulder turned him around and punched him in the stomach.

This however sweet didn't help my case, by the end of the day I was the whore of the school being shoved and shunned by all. A period later and I was sat in health and social bored out of my mind. Some mindless dweeb complaing about me loudly I turned around and not so politely told her to 'shut her mouth or I'd do it for her.' The bleach blond blushed and others snickered

I hadn't really cared about my popularity previous Jack and I still didn't now, I just wasn't  a loud angry. I finally had enough when I was shoved in the changing room, I turned around and punched the bitch, her friend quickly jumped to the rescue and pulled my hair. The effort was so funny I laughed and walked away.

I found Teddy lounging by my beat up four by four. I smiles slightly and rolled my eyes at his efforts, he was relentless. 'Hows your hand?' I asked unlocking my car, he shrugged and got out a cigarette after offering me one he put the pack in his pocket. I waited till he lit mine before jumping up on my seat , 'hows your cheek?' He asked sounding angry. I shrugged and felt the already swollen cheek, my lip was a little split but it wasn't too bad. Smoking actually hurt my face believe it or not. 'Want a lift?' I asked to which he shrugged and jumped into the other side of my truck.

I turned my engine on and a loud cord from a new rock song I liked flooded on and instantly we both began singing along. I chucked and pulled out of the parking lot. Driving past a very pissed off looking Jack. I didn't actually feel bad instead I cackled evilly and drove away, when I asked where to drive he game me step by step directions.

Strangely enough we didn't pull up infront of a house but a gym, he later told me it was his older brothers and that he owed me. With a dumb found expression I followed him inside. In that very building our friendship grew he taught me to fight. I would train every day before work it was better than hanging in our filthy smoke clogged apartment.

I suppose this is really where my story starts. A month after the party and I could honestly call Teddy my best friend. At first I was wary, scares he was sort of some big joke. And then all of a sudden I dreaded the days he was absent, you see the thing we had in common was that much like my mother, his older brother was a drunk. His legal guardian. Both weeks from turning eighteen and wanting to leave. He came to my house with a bloody lip once, that night I slept in the same bed as him and pretended to be asleep as he cried. I never mentioned it, not even when he came back with a black eye or bruised muscles.

My mother was a horrid drunk we had both seen it, her screaming and throwing things but she never hit me. And she would always tell me how sorry she was, she would cry and call me baby whilst hugging me close.

I usually snuck out when she got truly bad and escaped to Teddy's house or the gym. The amount of nights we spent on cold mats makes me smile in found memory. That was until I began puking in the mornings. I didn't tell anyone not even Teddy, he noticed it though. My increased food need, the more I slept. He didn't say a word.

He did stop sparing with me though, told me it was getting old. Instead we began running on the treadmill. He didn't mention my need to keep fit. Not untill a few weeks later he found me crumpled in the bathroom crying over a pregnancy test. 'And the sex wasn't even worth it.' He muttered causing me to snort, hiccup and laugh all at once. He smiled softly and told me to get a scan booked as soon as I could. Under an unspoken agreement neither of us mentioned it to either of our families. After Teddy's eighteenth he didn't move away claming the homes were cheaper if he lived with someone he knew. I smiled and left home instantly, almost two months pregnant I quit sixth form and began working fulltime.

I argued with Teddy when he wanted to do the same. He just told me it was a pile of wank anyway. Being sick was horrible, every morning. But every time I got up Teddy did too, when ever someone taunted me in the cafe we both worked at the walked away with their tail between there legs.

I wish I could tell you it was because he adored, no loved me. But that would be a lie. There was no love there not in the mommy and daddy sence, he was my brother. No one came inches of me without him knowing. He was my saviour, but he always told everyone that was me.

At six months every thing hurt. The being sick slowed down but wasn't completely gone, the craving was the worst. Making me want to wat sickening things. Teddy watched me dip my toast in my caffeine free coffee with the most amusing smile. 'What?' I asked smiling after a quick chuckle at his expression. 'You don't smile much anymore. It's just nice to see you happy.' I snorted and quickly answered with 'Who are