Chapter 3

"Miss? What are you doing in my dorm?"

"Well, you see, I'm your new roommate. So i decided to go inside the dorm and explore I looked around everywhere and then I went into your room. Then you came in and I got so scared that I had hid behind here."

'Why would you be scared, I'm your roommate."

Veronica stould up.

"Well, I thought that you were my father…"

"Well, then you really shouldn't have been scared, everyone loves their amazing, kind, loving fathers."

Veronica looked up at the ceiling, trying to pull back her tears.

"Don't you love your father?"

"No.." Veronica replied, now tears coming down her face.

"Oh my, why not?" Prim asked, now very confused.

Veronica walked toward Prim, and then stopped. She pulled up her sleeve and her pants. When Prim looked at her leg and arm, her face turned pale. It was like she had seen a ghost. There were scars all over her arms from the shard of glass, and all over her leg were cuts and bruises.

"Oh my goodness!" Prim yelled in shock, "what happened!"

"My father happened…" Veronica replied, "he abused me...so I started cutting myself, hoping to end my misery ...but then, I knew that the only way of truly being happy, was by escaping, so that is what I did, and I ended up her somehow, led by a mysterious voice, singing. Her voice was as lovely as an angel."

Veronica turned to look at Prim, who was now crying. It hurt her to hear all of that, because Prim had never gone through that experience and she had the most wonderful father. So to hear what Veronica's father had done to her just felt like a giant stab to the heart.

"I-I'm so sorry miss…" Prim said, grabbing a tissue to wipe her tears.

"Oh, it's alright." Veronica said, trying to make her stop crying.

"Well, I better get ready for the ball. If I don't hurry, I'll be late." Prom said, then went behind a curtain to get changed. Veronica was confused. Why did she move on so quickly? And what this ball?