Imagine she looks like this emoji 👩🏼🦰 with freckles 🌞✨☄️💥🌻 is her vibe also she has a deep raspy voice
Context:
They found her phone after finding it charged up because it's been dead for the past week and she didn't know how to charge it so she used her stepmom's charger. Her stepmom found the unknown phone. Back to the story...
I woke up my bed being flipped to the ground and a belt being swung towards me hitting my eye
"NOW. WHO. TOLD. YO. FAST. WHORE. ASS. TO. GET A. FUCKING PHONE" my dad yelled in between licks hitting me repeatedly
I held out my hand to stop but it ain't work.
"I didn't do anything"
"Keep on lying," he said grabbing my hand and hitting me harder.
"Baby baby," his girlfriend said walking in.
"The Child services man is here," she said making him gasp.
"Cover this shit up," he said to her pointing at my now bruise and bleeding black eye.
She yanked my arm taking me to her room and closing the door.
"Huh your hair is all nappy"
"It's not nappy it's tight curls," I said before she grabbed a pair of scissors and a brush.
I hate white people.
"Stop what the-"as she ran the brush through my hair ripping a lot of it out.
My hair was 4band down to my chest area. And she started cutting and cutting it.
"Shut up" she yelled at me grabbing the flat iron and making it straight. Pin straight. Which I hated. I don't know why I wanted my hair like this. It's so ugly. I'm so ugly.
It was to my neck now. When this curls up I'm gonna look so bad.
She wiped my tears pounding makeup on me.
**
They had to take me to the movies and the child services man had to come.
"H-hey can I go to the bathroom," I said letting go of the bitches hand and running to the bathroom.
Thinking of a plan I saw a cell phone thing on the wall. I only had 50 cents so I called the only person number I knew.
"Who the fuck is this," he said, man
"It's me. I need your help. You have to come to get me. Please. They found the phone. I'm at the movies. It's 10 minutes away from my house" I said before the call cut off. My time was up. That's odd.
Polo
"You coming?"
"You go down there every fucking week"Jay laughed as we walked out the door driving the private jet.
"Yeah but this time we going to get her"
The estimated time was 3 hours so I hope she picked a long enough movie.
Fee
The movie was awkward. I was holding back tears the whole time. Thinking about my hair.
I loved my hair. I regret ever Thing I said earlier. I hate this. I hate it so much.
"Are you okay?" the man asked me I avoided eye contact and slowly nodded.
He needs to hurry up. The movie was ending.
The child services man left early since his 1 hour was up.
"Shit I need gas," my dad said angrily stopping by a nearby gas station.
I ran out of the car into the store into the bathroom locking the door. Nowhere else to go. I can't be in here forever.
Polo
"How you know where she at"
"Phone tracker" I nodded driving to this gas station
The car wasn't there but I ran into the store looking for her. And she wasn't in there.
"Have you seen a redhead girl?"I asked the cashier
"Yeah, she has been left."
"Do you know what she was wearing or holding or anything"
"Nope. Nothing. She headed towards the local area" he said restocking some lighter
"Okay," we both said heading back to the car
Fee
Once I knew for sure my dad and the bitch left I snuck out of the store sprinting to the opposite way they went. Stop a few times to catch my breath. Then finding a Walmart. There have to phone in a Walmart. I've never been in one but every store has phones. I think.
I walked in and ran around for a while. Aisle after row. Repeating through the electronic section but no phones that I could use. You had to buy them.
This is was such a dumb idea.
I walked out of the store wiping the tears.
I should've never decided to leave my original home. With Sam and Emie.
"Real-world" fucking sucks.
"Fee" I heard someone yell making my heart skip a beat.
"Come here," Polo said picking me up.
"I'm sad" I nodded as we got into the big black truck. And he held me the entire ride which made me fall asleep. I haven't slept in some days actually. Insomnia.
