His Purposeful Love

Anastasia White:- "Dammit! I am late for school again." I said, quickly climbing out of my bed and running into the bathroom, where I took a quick shower and slipped on the first thing I found in my rusty old cupboard. I don't have a lot of clothes or dresses and the ones I have got have been bought from the thrift store. I don't have much money to buy myself new clothes for school and even if I had new dresses in my cupboard my step-sister would have made sure to snatch them up from me. It's not like I belong to a poor family who doesn't have a meal to eat because we have. My father earns well, but doesn't like to spend anything on me or my school fees. He spends all his money on his w***e of a second wife and her b***h of a daughter. My mother died in a car accident in which I was also present, but unfortunately my mother died and I survived. I barely had any injuries according to the doctor and the cops said it was a miracle for me to survive as the car was totaled in the accident. My father was devastated because he loved my mother so much and I don't know why but he blamed me for her death, he still does. For a few years, he became an alcoholic and barely took care of me, instead It was the other way around and I was the one taking care of him. I was just thirteen years old and I would cook anything for him, well anything I could cook at that age. I would take off his shoes and lay him down on the bed or couch with a lot of struggling when he passed out after getting drunk. One day, Dad came home with a woman and a girl around my age and announced to me that she is my new mother and the girl is my sister. For the first time in my childhood, I threw a tantrum at dad and disrespected him, which earned me a slap to my face and since that day my life turned into a living hell. I would work for them, cook dinner, clean the house, serve my stepmother and stepsister, then when dad returned back home I would give him a foot massage. He showered my stepmother and sister with luxuries like brand new clothes, bags and pieces of jewelry, while he would just give me the clothes and bags he bought from the thrift stores. He barely gave me any pocket money, while my stepsister was spoiled rotten. I work part-time to take tuition classes for the subjects I am weak in and to take care of the other school expenses. I am so sick and tired of my life, I can't wait to turn eighteen and leave that hell house and my family after graduating from school. I would run far away from there and never return. I will work hard, find two jobs and will graduate from college in my desired faculty of education. I came out of my thoughts and stared at myself in the mirror. I was wearing old faded jeans with an oversized baggy shirt, but it will work. I pulled my hair in a ponytail, I didn't bother to apply any make-up because I am not a fan of it. I slipped my feet in plain pumps and put on my glasses. It gives me a nerdy look and makes me look like a boring person, but I don't care. It's not like anyone's going to take an interest in me. I am just a burden on the earth. "Anastasia, you f*****g lousy piece of trash, come down here and make us our breakfast. Where the f**k are you?" My stepmom yelled, or Cruella as I like to call her. I rolled my eyes and ignored her. I picked up my knapsack which contains my school books and headed downstairs to find Cruella and her b***h of a daughter waiting for breakfast while my father was busy scrolling his phone. "I am not going to cook any breakfast today because I am already late for school." I snapped and ran out of the house as fast as I could, slamming the door shut behind me. I walked the whole way to the school and groaned because my feet hurt. Selena, my stepsister is blessed with her own car and can go anywhere she wants, while I have to walk. I reached the school, took a deep breath, and prepared myself to get bullied because there isn't a single day gone by that I haven't been tormented and bullied by the popular students and because of them, no one else likes to befriend me as they are afraid of becoming a target of their bullying just like me. "Look, the ugly nerd has arrived looking even uglier in those old thrift store clothes. She is so ugly, at least she could bother using make-up to make herself look a little pretty." One of the mean girls yelled and she just so happens to be Selena's best friend. "Trust us boys, even if she wears make-up we won't bother to date her and besides Trish told us that she doesn't shower for days." One of the boys yelled and everyone made a disgusting face. "We won't even dare to touch her." They continued with their mean comments, but I just ignored them and began to walk. One of the rich, spoiled students shoved me on purpose, making me fall down on the ground and scrape my wrist so bad that blood began to come out of it. Not just that my knapsack got ripped off and all my books came out of it. The tears began to form in my eyes and I tried to hold them back, but failed to do so as they began to fall freely from my eyes. "Watch where you are going, b***h!" The spoiled brat yelled and tried to kick my knapsack and books with his feet when a deep masculine voice was heard. "Dare to do that again and I will f*****g make sure to kick your ass just like that or worse than that." A deep voice threatened. I turned around to see the most handsome man on the planet standing behind me with his arms wrapped around his muscular chest.