I woke up lying in the same place I had blacked out it. It was dark and cold as I stretched my aching muscles to look at my phone that was laying on the ground next to me.
11:43pm and I had no where to go, I was alone and I questioned why they hadn't just killed me. I laid back and passed out once again.
I woke up at 10:22am the next morning, it was Saturday and I didn't have to deal with school so I decided to go home. I didn't want to face my foster mother but I had no choice at this point.
On the dreaded walk home, I just kept thinking about my life. My life sucked. Why did both my parents have to be killed in that fire and why wasn't I. In 5 years I've been with 7 different foster families. None of them understood or cared about what I was going through. I quietly snuck into my home and up my stairs past my hungover mother passed out on the couch. I trip on the way up and woke her.
"Jade, whyyy theeee fuuuck wereee youu not home yesterdayyy!?!"
I ran up the stairs as I started to cry. I had tears pouring down my face and I didn't know what to do. I could either run away and have no where to live or I could stay deal with my problems.
I had no choice but to face the people who were causing me this pain.
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It's been so long since I updated oops... Hope you guys enjoy this chapter 😊
- Nicole @idc.obsessed
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Bullied And Broken
FanfictieJade was just a normal 16 year old girl who felt alone and lost in life. To make things worse she was bullied by the four most popular guys in school Cameron, Nash, Matthew and Taylor.
