1 T is for Trauma

-Bullet Wound-

~Chapter 1~

Before you start reading this book this story may contain:

•Abuse/Graphic Violence

•Sexual talk/Nature

•Kiddnaping

•Mature language

This book is made for a mature audience, That being said I hope you enjoy!

BEEP BOOP BEEP BOOP

"Ugh shhhh" I say swatting my hand at the bright red flashing alarm clock sat on top of my dresser next to me. I work the night shift at a local diner in New York City, I just moved here well New York I mean I used to live here I was raised here but I had moved to Canada and somethings went down and I decided I should move back here. But enough about me moving I should probably get dressed or at LEAST get out of bed I don't want to be late because Mario(my boss) will MURDER me.

In one motion I swipe my covers off of me and get off my bed, I look to my left to look at my uniform and I instantly cringe. The reason why I do is because it's a lemon yellow mini skirt with a matching white and yellow top, I have no idea why my boss makes me wear this stuff because I feel more naked wearing this then no clothes at all. Actually no that's a total lie but still It shouldn't be legal for me to wear thing stuff at a diner none the less I still have a job to do.

I quickly change into my uniform then brush my hair and put it up. After that I walk over to my door and grab my keys from the counter then exit my apartment I double check I locked my door. I know that a normal thing but especially where I live you have to make sure you lock you door. The way to describe it the best way possible is to say all the "rejects" of society live here for example hookers, murders and gangsters so I'm used to it now. I grew up on the "wrong side" of the train tracts so it's normal for me to always be cautious.

I walk up to the elevator and push the down button I just want to say that this apartment building has been around for over thirty years and it hasn't been updated since so this elevator in this already beat up sad hotel can break at any moment. That being said every time I get on the elevator I feel like I'm going to die and just fall to my death.

It finally opens to reveal graffiti spray painted all over the walls I let out a sigh and walk into it having the doors close soon after. Eventually the door opens up again and I poor out of the elevator sending prayers for whatever's out there. I leave the building and take the short cut in the alley way to get to the diner faster because it's usually a half and hour walk there taking the regular way.

I later arrive at the diner

"Finally you arrived here what the hell took you so long!?" Mario scolded me in his thick Italian accent. I slowly try to adjust my skirt pulling it down but as soon as I tried Mario slapped my hand and I rip my hand back. "No no leave your skirt that's what I'm paying you for, now be useful and clean up" he said walking away soon after. I can't stand him and his sexist work outfits but it paying the bills sorta and there are worse jobs out there.

Before I exist to go to the back to clean a group of three very tall, intimidating good looking well dressed guys enter in and take a seat down at one of the booths. It's really weird to see these type of guys here it's not like this is a massive very sparkly place to eat what this actually is, is a cute diner on a side road.

I quickly rush over and hand them are menus once I walked over to them I could see a better view of there face and features. There was a tall black haired guy with brown eyes and a massive scar across his face he has this very unnerving smirk plastered across it. The second guy has black hair and light black skin with very pretty green eyes he has a adorable smile on his face the one you can look at and just smile no matter what. The last one was the most hottest panty dropping guy the one were he just has girls throwing them self's at him. He also has black fluffy hair it's well done but also messy if that makes sense. He's tan but definitely white he has beautiful blue eyes and a lot of tattoos in fact all of them do. There not very seeable but you could tell if you get close enough you could definitely spot them. This guy has the absolute hottest smirk I've ever seen like holy shit.

Well lost in thought one of them spoke and it brings me back to reality "Are you on the menu? Because I want to eat you up or eat you out ether one you want doll face" The man with the scar said in a British accent and that completely surprised me. I let out a small laugh "I'm sorry sir but I'm not the menu but Is there anything else you want from the menu?" I said

Trying my best to not make him mad because I know when some people get turned down they'll be mad I mean that's what Dan did.

Derek(Dan) Jude Jackson/ Ex abusive trash bag disgusting horrible scumbag / The asshole

Dans twenty six now we started to date when I was just sixteen long story short we met at a bar me and my friends went to and he just caught my eye. Later to find out all for the a wrong reasons everything was normal the first year we were together and remember the fact I said I was only SIXTEEN and he was twenty-three. I had told his the matter when he first asked me out and he still didn't care because we weren't doing anything illegal like exchange sexual acts we were just peacefully dating no kissing nothing sexual. When I turned seventeen it's like I started to date a different person he would always be a alpha male and bark orders at me like I was a maid. Then he started to gradually want to do more and more sexual stuff and luckily he didn't ever force me to you know sleep with him but that wouldn't stop him from trying to do other things with me.

"Oh Xavier leave the poor waitress alone" the "leader" of the looks like it said he is the guy with black fluffy hair and pretty eyes aka the panty dropping guy said. Xavier the guy who was hitting on me started to touch my thigh and as soon as the leader saw that he got so pissed and slammed his hands on the table. When he did that I instinctively put my hands over head flinching back sending flashbacks of Dan and my fights. I let out a quick wimpier praying he wasn't going to hit me and as soon as soon as he saw my reaction he instantly sat back down and I could feel his eyes burning into me "I'm sorry Love"

-End of Chapter-

A/N

So I haven't ever wrote a book on her before so I'm still getting used to how I do wright books now, I'm not a hundred percent sure that the chapters only have to be around a thousand words so I don't want to put too much. However I hope you enjoy my book and my soon books I'll be making, I haven't made a schedule yet and the fact that I'm going back to school soon will kinda alter any schedule I make but in-till I start back I'm going to try to post when I can. I also have a social life *gasp* I know but I love writing books so like I said I'm going to try and post when I can and possibly I'll make a schedule soon, but that might change when I go back to school.

~Bye Loves~

Fayth ❤️