Queens, New York
18th, September,2021
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I watch my father walk towards me and his face showed nothing but anger. I know I probably should stop pissing him off but that's very hard to do.
"You crashed the new BMW I got you, Onika?" He growled. I mean technically I didn't crash it. "Are you fucking dumb?" His whiskey breath hit nostrils making me scrunch my face up.
I shrug "You tell me pops" I say sarcastically which only angered him more.
"You think you're such a smart ass, huh?" He grab the closest thing next to him and aim at me, I duck before the object could've hit me. I look down at the ground and seen it was a picture frame of the two of us. "You give me a bad name!" This time instead of throwing an object he threw his hands which connected with my face. Normally he doesn't hit me where people can see but I guess I angered him to the point of no return.
He send hits after hits to my face, I close my eyes waiting for it to stop but it never did.
He finally grew tired and stood up looking at me in shame.
"You're just like your fucking brother!" He shouts.
"Fuck you" I spat, looking at him in disgust. I turn away and walk towards my room.
The hits I can tolerate but talking about my dead brother? His deceased son? That drove me to the edge.
I lay in bed feeling completely numb. My aching heart hurt more than my aching face.
I hate that fucking asshole.
I honestly didn't have to stay and put up with his shit. I'm 18, I can move out and I had the money to do so. He is an asshole but he's a rich asshole.
I stood up from my bed then went to my shoe box for my stash of weed. I roll up then lit the blunt hoping this would ease the pain and it did.
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"Why won't you let me jump that motherfucker" Ty growled seeing my face.
I shut my locker then lean against it "He will sue" I chuckle at how coward my father is. "And, you probably would beat him to death" I say watching Ty.
"It's not like he doesn't deserve it" He shrug.
I hum but I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying anymore. My focus was on Miss Knowles who looked sexy as fuck today.
She wore the school shirt with tight jeans and heels. I groan feeling myself get semi hard staring at her body and imaging how she would look without any clothes. I look down shaking my head at my dick, too soon buddy.
"Hey, Miss Knowles" We say in our flirty voice. Her eyes flicker between me and Ty but her eyes linger on me a little longer.
"What happened to your face?" She asks.
"I got into a fight" I say. Nobody's first thought would be that my father was beating my ass.
She shook her head "Don't be late to class today" She says before walking down the halls giving me a perfect view of her ass.
"Let's go because I don't want you getting detention on a Friday" He says dragging me down the hall to our classes.
And somehow I still managed to be late.
"Detention!" Miss knowles stern voice said soon as I sneaked into class. Her eyes wasn't even on me.
On a Friday? Nah, shorty got me fucked up this time.
"Not today" I challenge.
She raise her eyebrow looking at me "Do you want to visit the principal's office?" She asks.
