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Chapter Four
I stuffed the note in my pocket before taking a deep breathe and pushing open the door. I kicked off my boots and shrugged off my jacket. Suddenly I heard shuffling in the living room.
“What the hell were you thinking?” my father yelled as he stormed into the porch.
“I was thinking that I am tired of not being able to go out after school!” I screamed.
“You are a child, you listen to me!” he boomed.
“I am sixteen!” I yelled, “I can have my freedoms!”
“You are just like you mother!” he hissed, “You’re just a lying, cheating bitch!”
“My mother is a woman who was smart enough to get away from a sexist bastard!” I snapped back.
Suddenly a hand came back and hit me hard across the face, knocking me into the coat rack. My hand touched the place were my father had hit. A few tears spilled over my eyes. I looked up at my father then ducked my head and ran up the stairs.
Somewhere in the process of packing a bag and thinking of places I could go I broke down on the floor, crying until there was nothing left to cry. Dry heaves escaped my lips as I curled up into a tighter ball. I was always scared he would hit me but I never thought he would.
“Cassandra?” I heard a voice from the door. I stiffened and got up, only relaxing when I saw Mitch. He quickly pulled me into a protective brother hug.
“Is there anywhere for you to go?” Mitch asked once he noticed my half packed bag.
“If I leave he will kill me,” I said threw trembling lips.
“I’ll cover for you,” he sighed. He sat at my desk and I sat on my bed.
“Would you?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said, “I hate dad just as much as you. I can’t wait until I graduate in a few months.”
“Lucky you,” I half laughed.
“Go,” he said, grabbing my bag and handing it to me. “Go to Misty’s place. I will get things sorted out.”
“How?” I asked, taking the bag from him and throwing it out my window, praying my iPod survived the fall.
“I am almost eighteen, I can soon get my own place,” he shrugged. “I have some money saved too.”
“You would let me live with you?” I asked.
“Of course, you’re my baby sister,” he laughed.
“Thanks,” I sighed before ducking out the window. I jumped onto a thick tree branch and started climbing down it. After grabbing my bag I walked down the street, stuffing my hand into my jean pocket. I felt paper brushing against my hand; I pulled out the paper and looked at the messily written writing sprawled across the green sticky note. If you need anything call me at 123-456-788.
I quickly pulled my beat up and abused phone and dialed the number.
“Hello,” said the voice on the other end.
“Drew ?” I asked.
“Cassandra?” he asked back.
“Yeah, it’s me,” I sighed. “Can I take you up on that offer?”
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Heartbreak
Fiksi RemajaCassandra Deckers has had it ruff since her mom left. The best thing that has happened to her was Drew Turnner coming to her school. After Cassandra and Drew get together their relationship is challenged by ouside forces from both sides of the coupl...