💘 The daydreamers 💘

Pursuit of happiness

After that whole deal me and him walked back downstairs and they were laughing about some shit, I sat down on the couch next to fuckshit and he wrapped his arm around my waist as I laid my head on his shoulder.

They were playing would you rather and I really wasn't listening to their shit, a boy a little bit younger than me walked in and I realized who it was.

He looked up at me and his eyes widened, my mom used to date his mother and my mom got abusive towards them both so they left.

I'm still on good terms with him and his mom so I gave him a little wave and he smiled before looking back at the t-shirts, my step-dick was calling me and I went outside to talk with him

"what the fuck do you want?"

"it's nice to talk to you too bitch."

"forgive me for not being friendly to the guy who told me my dads fucking dead!"

"where are you?"

"why the fuck do you care-

"Answer the fucking question!"

"you're not coming to pick me up asshole."

"I'll trace the call and then you're definitely dead."

"No, you're not gonna do that!"

"Motor avenue skate shop, you're dead."

"What? Hello!"

I put my phone in my pocket and sat down on the sidewalk before I heard someone walk up behind me, it was Stevie and he sat next to me.

"hey, sorry about my dad."

"your dad?"

"yeah, I know..."

"You're dad is gonna murder me and he already knows I'm here, I'm so not going with him."

"don't worry, I won't let him hurt you."

"you can't, he's already hurt me before."

He wrapped his arms around my neck and I hugged him back, I heard tires squeal in the distance and I grabbed Stevie's wrist as we went inside. Ray looked at me and noticed the fear in my eyes, he got out from behind the counter and that's when he pulled up. Fuckshit got up with Ruben and stood in front of me as he walked in,

"move."

I looked to the side of me to see fourthgrade slowly open his camera and start filming with Stevie getting up to stand in front of me

Ray shook his head as he got closer to them

"I said to move."

"Leave her alone, she didn't do shit to you."

"Is that what she's saying, you should see what she does to her mother-

"I haven't done shit to either of you!"

He pushed them aside and got in my face which got me to flinch, he slapped me hard and kept punching me before that's what set Fuckshit off. Fuckshit pulled him away from me and punched him square in the nose and Ray pushed him out of the store and locked the door, I was shaking from the pain and I was in tears.

Fuckshit came back over to me and tried to help me up but I was scared he might hit me so I moved away but I knew he probably wouldn't but at the time I was on the verge of a panic attack. He picked me up and sat me on the couch to make sure I was okay, he cupped his hands gently on my face and looked to see if I was hurt.

I had a bruise forming on my cheek and my nose was bleeding so he went over to get the first aid kit, Ray came over to make sure I was okay and gave me a water bottle. My step-douche punched me in my jaw and my mouth hurt and was bleeding, Fuckshit came back over with some ice and some tissues for my nose.