Iv started a novel :D

Please feel free to leave feedback, but this is part of my 1st chapter. I have NEVER written a book before

She sat looking at herself in the mirror. Looking at every detail of herself. Torturing herself. Her long strawberry blonde curls straggling over her shoulders like wild seaweed washed up on a beach, her make up smudged across her face, her hands shaking, her heart racing. How did she get here? How has she allowed her life to play out like this? Will she ever find a way out?

Keeley was always a happy go lucky kind of girl, always bubbly and smiling and willing to help anyone. She was tall and slim with curves in all the right places, she had luscious long ginger hair which complimented her piercing blue eyes and natural peachy red lips. She came from such a loving family. Yet here she was. Here she was sitting in a room, on her own contemplating how she was going to turn her life around. As she brushed through her hair and attempted to fix her makeup, she forced a smile upon her face as HE entered the room.

Max …

Max was the reason her usually calm and peaceful mind had been thrown into turmoil. Max was the reason she needed an escape. Max was the reason she had to pretend daily she was content in this sheer horrifying life of emotional abuse.

Just 45 minutes before this complete and utter internal melt down, Keeley had forgotten Max was going to a friend’s house, she had forgotten to take cash out. She didn’t WANT to take cash out … she worked her fingers to the bone; as an administrator, for her money but never seemed to get to spend any of it. Anyway. This sent Max into a fit of rage, He scowled at Keeley .. this face she knew all too well, and she knew she was in for yet another personal, heart sheering and torturous attack. Her stomach knotted instantly like she was about to throw up, her eye fell instantly to the ground, her heart sunk because she knew she had screwed up yet again.

“You fucking psycho, You only done this so I didn’t go out! Your fucking crazy in the head do you know that? Do you know how stupid you look to everyone? Everyone laughs at how fucking mental you are!!”  Keeley’s heart started to race so hard she wasn’t quite sure how she was still conscious. She started the self-doubt. She started the over analysing. “were people really thinking this about me?” she didn’t dare greet Max with a reply. She sat silent. Looking at the floor. Tears streaking her face, dragger her dark eyeliner with it.

“look at the fucking state of you, you’re a fucking fat mess Kay!! Why do you do this every fucking time? Do you think I want to shout at you like this?? Why can’t you just fucking listen??” Screamed Max directly into her terrified face. She still sat silent.

Too scared to even make a sound. Her chest was so heavy trying to hold in her cries. She pushed her hands tighter beneath her legs so he couldn’t see her trembling. She knew if she showed any sign of weakness the torment would only double, if not triple. “stay calm, Breathe, don’t make a sound and he will go away” She told herself over and over while his warm disgusting cigarette breathe was still breathing into her face. He hissed at her for a reply, his spit spraying onto her face like a mist of sea spray. He grunted at her making her feel completely humiliated. His hand grasped her arm in an attempt to get her to fight back. Her body stiffened; she wasn’t quite sure how to react. “Don’t say a word, you are not strong enough for this, you are not mental stable enough to deal with anymore of his disturbing words” Thought Keeley silently to herself.