BlueHeartAngel

Prologue: Alex's POV “I hate you!” I screamed at my mother, who was at the doorway. Her face went from hurt to anger in seconds. “You little b-” she was about to finish in till she stopped and she grabbed me by my wrist. She hold it so tightly like her life depends on it; she dragged me to the at the end of the hall and down the stairs. “No!” I screamed tempting to pull away from her. The few times that I had entered that room, I breathed in the death. “Too late,” she snarled, flinging me into the room, I desperately wished to get away from here. “Mom! No don’t!” I cried