Hey Guys,
First off, please don't kill me. I know its been a long time since I last up loaded, but I did tell u in the description that up dates would be when I had time. I had major writers block and a lot of family stuff going on. I had the next three chapters written, but I couldn't figure out how to write the chapter in the middle that connects them. But for those of you who still are with me, here's the next chapter!!!!!!!
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As I entered my house the strong sent of cigarettes and alcohol hit my square in the face. Great, they're both home. I thought to myself. I ran up to my room, trying to make as least as noise as possible. SWISH! I stopped dead in my tracks. I had stepped on a plastic shopping bag that my mom had left on the stairs.
"Faye!" my mother slurred from the living room. So close, I was almost there. Why didn't I look where I was going?! I angrily questioned myself.
"Faye, get your shitty little ass down here!" my mother called again. I slowly walked down the stairs and into the living room to see my mom on the couch with a beer in her hand and my brother next to her smoking. Where's Rick?! I though frantically. I looked around the room hoping that he was around here somewhere. He always was the one who protected me when mom and Jason were drunk or pissed off at something.
"Um, wheres Rick?" I asked not really wanting to know the answer.
"Ricks in Minnesota visiting Loral. He wont be back 'till next week." Jason said while blowing his cigarette smoke in my direction and smiling evilly.
"Hush Jason." my mother slurred. "Faye's late. I think she need to be taught a lesson, do u think u could take care of that for me? Mommy's tired." Jason turned to look at me with such a passion, a passion for what? Hurting me. I must have looked as scared as I felt because when Jason saw my face he said,
"Don't worry Fayey-wayey, this is only going to hurt, a lot." he said while laughing like a hyena. As quick as lighting, he had managed to get up from where he was sitting and was on top of me. He slapped me in the face and started punching me in my stomach.
"Rick!!!!!!" I started screaming which only caused me to get punched again.
"I told u Faye, Rick isn't here to save you now. Its time for a well deserved punishment." Jason said with a smirk. Shit. I going to die, I'm going to die. Why didn't I stay with Gerard longer? My vision was now a blur, I could feel all the pain, but I felt detached from it some how. Like I wasn't really the one who was feeling it. I was still screaming and Jason was still punching me and telling me to shut up.
The beating went on for another twenty minutes before Jason finally got bored with beating the living crap out of me. He left me bleeding on the hard floor. I have to get out of here. I thought. I finally got up the staircase, limped to my room and grabbed a bag and threw everything I would need for the next three days, and walked out of my house to find Gerard. After wandering around for a good two hours, I found Gerard walking out of a Walmart with a bag in his hand. When he saw me he dropped his bag and ran over to me.
"Faye! What happened?" That's all I heard before I openly welcomed the darkness that was slowly taking over me.
YEAH, I KNOW, NOT MUCH OF A CLIFFHANGER, BUT I REALLY WANTED TO GET THIS UP SO I COULD GET THE NEXT CHAPTER UP AS WELL. REMEMBER PLEASE, PLEASE COMMENT ON THIS I LIKE FEEDBACK.
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