You grew up away from your father due your mother divorcing him, when she remarried her to her husband aka your step dad she didn't bat a eye when he was abusive to you, but soon she lost custody of you due to your step father hitting you in front of your friend's dad, so they gave custody to john aka your birth father, you didn't really remember much about him, so you didn't know if he was gonna be like your step father and hit you or not, He had taken you home after court, he didn't immediately notice your bruise's due to your sweater covering it up, after about a week of living with him john had noticed your shaky and flinchy behavior, he didn't just want to jump to conclusions and stress you by asking you stuff, john was trying to make up for lost time, John would ask you what stuff you liked and what you wanted to do if you guys were out, but you were too scared to say anything in fear of him getting mad like your step father used to,

You were just sitting out front of your school waiting for john to pick you up, you soon saw john's car pulled into the school parking lot, you got into the car, "have a good day sweetheart?" John said looking in the rear view mirror