Just Another Cinderella Story

Fury

I shouldn't do it, I thought. I really shouldn't do it.

But you need to do something! I argued with myself. I couldn't help it. I gave in to the anger I felt. No one calls my mother a bitch on my watch! Oh, Hell no!!

I dropped my shopping bags and bit my lip. Brittney smirked at me and Lana made a face that said, What're you gonna do about it? My father looked around sheepishly. My mom looked at me with a look that practically screamed DANGER DANGER: DAUGHTER'S ANGER LEVELS ARE RISING!!! DANGER DANGER!

But I didn't care. I stepped forward menacingly towards Camille. I raised my fist. I didn't even think about what I was doing. It felt natural. I watched as my fist smashed into her face with a crack! sound. I just watched as her nose bled and my father screamed at me. I just watched as Lana and Brittney looked at me in fear. I didn't care about them. But what hurt is the look my mother gave me. It was... disappointment.

Adults had shown me a lot of faces in my life. Surprise, pride, anger... but never disappointment. And it hurt. Then I felt myself snap back to reality and saw Camille's nose bleeding, but I felt different. I did care. I looked down and realized the thing that horrified me most. I just acted like my father.

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Am I really like him? I thought. It was two hours later. My mom went home, but before she did she hugged me and said, "We'll fix that temper once I have custody, okay?" I just nodded. Lana and Brittney have been avoiding me, but I know by tomorrow my 'bad temper' will be known by everyone in Southern California.

I heard a knock at my door. That's weird, I thought. No one ever knocks, they just barge in. I opened the door and saw my dad. He looked mad. He stomped in my room and yelled, "CARRIE ABIGAIL DELREAL, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE?! YOU BROKE YOUR STEPMOTHER'S NOSE! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!?!"

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?! YOU SHOULD BE ASKING WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOURSELF, BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T GIVE A DAMN WHEN YOU BROKE ONE OF MY BONES!" I screamed back.

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!" He roared, and with that, he hit me in the eye. I gasped and flew back. He got in my face and hissed, "Get out of my house and don't come back."

"Oh, I won't." I hissed back, my words dripping with acid. I pushed him away and packed the only things I had, along with my new clothes, in my suitcase. I bounded down the stairs and ran out of that house, leaving the door open behind me.

Hey readers! Just wanted to let you know that was a super hard chapter to write. SO SAD BUT SO HOPEFUL! What do you think will happen next? Put it in the comments!