I stomp into the forests that surrounded our new ' happy home '.
okay, I know that I might have overreacted... wait I didn't he diverse every piece of bullshit from me. " fucking dad of the year. " I mumble as I sit down on a log. the bird's chirp, but no in a pretty song like way but more of an edgy way. I sigh and pull out my phone 9:30 am. damn I woke up early too early to deal with my father's bullshit.
I scrolled through my photos for about five minutes before I heard a twig snap. I glace up quickly and place my phone back in my pocket. " hello? anyone here? " I called out. nobody responds but I knew I was being watched not by an animal but by a person. I looked around and groaned with frustration " okay I'm not in the mood for you're Bullshit. " I called out
I step back and felt something sharp barely touching my back. And a warm breath on my neck. " I'm not in the mood for yours either." a female voice with an English accent whispered in my ear. I take a deep breath" are you going to kill me? " I asked she chuckle " not yet at least. " I turn around to see who I'm dealing with but no one there. " hello? " I called out I wonder who the English girl was and how she just disappeared into thin air.
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When I walked back to the house my father was standing on the porch with his arms crossed. " you got to be kidding me. " I mumble to myself as I get closer to him. " Where the hell were you? " My father asked when I reached the porch. I roll my eyes and placed my hands on my hips. " out." I replied as rudely as possible. This is what he gets for being a fucked up dad. " Don't you sass me young lady. I asked you a question and you answer it. WHERE WERE YOU. " I could tell from the tone of his voice he reached his limit. But I haven't. " out as I said." I knew I was acting like a brat But he had to pay for the night before or apologize. But like that was going to happen. Maybe in my wildest dreams. He glares at me "you're grounded that means no phone so hand it over." I drop my jaw " what?! That's not fair! you- " He interprets me " Bella I'm not going to ask you again." He warned I groan and hand him my phone.
" I hope you have better behavior tomorrow because you have school." I roll my eyes and stomp through the house slamming my door behind me. I wished he would just go die in a ditch already. I wished I would die in a ditch. something tells me that everyone would be happier if I did...
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thank you for reading part 2 of bloody hope you have a fantastic day.
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Short Story" silly girl" she calls after me I turn to face her " excuse me? " I asked she walks close up to me about a foot away from me she stops. " The dead can't hurt the living." She says calmly that it sends a shiver down my spine. " w-what? " I asked out...
