Im in Love

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(A/n: if you go back to the Memories aren't always bad chapter I said that your dad died when you were 7, but I changed it to 15 so that Karina and them could drive and I also changed it so your mom died a year later.)

Your pov:

This morning I woke up and my hands hurt.

I remembered how I beat up the two ex managers last night. I still can't believe that they were about to call Anna and i that.

I just hate it when men disrespect women.

You see when I was a kid my parents would fight all the time, until my dad died. Before he passed away he would hit my mom, and one night it got really bad.

Flashback:
Your pov:

My parents had just gotten home from the bar, and my dad was an angry drunk.

Once they stepped into the door I heard them fighting.

I texted the group with Chris, Ryan, Cole, and Karina  on Snapchat.

                             The Fab Five🤍🍻

You:
my parents are fighting again...

Karina♥️:
do you want me to come get you?

You:
yeah, i fucking hate this.

Baby🥰:
Karina come pick Chris, Ryan, and I up on the way

Karina♥️:
ok are you all at the same house?

Chris🍻:
yep. we're all at Ryan's

Karina♥️:
okay im on my way

Ryan✌🏼:
Don't worry y/n were all here for you

You:
I love you guys. 

I put my phone down, and went downstairs.

My mom was in the kitchen.

You: "Where is dad?"
Mom: "He went out to the car to get something.." she said while facing the sink. Her voice was quiet, she sounded like she had been crying.
You: "Mom, look at me." She shook her head, so I walked up to her and turned her around. She had a black eye.

What the fuck.

I thought to myself, and I knew she didn't have that before so I knew my dad did it.

Before I could get any words out my dad came storming inside.

Dad: "Get away from her unless you want a black eye too." He said sternly.  I walked up to him, and he was so much taller then me.
You: "Fuck off."
Dad: "What the fuck did you just say to me? You live under my roof you aren't going to talk to me like that!" He shoved me and I fell to the ground.

I stood up and punched him.

When he took a swing at me I dodged it and charged him and he feel to the ground. He was under my grasp now, and I kept repeatedly punching him.

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