A/n hi I'm back!! Please enjoy!! (I know that I suck at updating)
Recap...I was shocked at what was there.
The house was trashed. Broken bottles. Dirty clothes. Furniture tipped over. I enter the living room and gasped. In red paint on the wall were the words "This is your fault Jasmine!" I looked under the words and saw a pile of something. I inched closer until I could tell what they were. Picture frames. Everyone of them had a family photo in it. And every single one of them had a red "X" over Amber.
I picked up a frame and took the picture out. I stuffed it in my back pocket and turned towards the kitchen. I walked in, prepared to see more destruction. It was mostly broken glass and trash. The smell of various types of alcohol was extremely strong. I gaged at the pungent air as I breathed it in. I looked down at the floor, noticing a pool of dried blood. In the blood was a cellphone. It was my blood and my phone.
I picked up my phone stuffing it in my pocket, deciding to clean it later. I left the kitchen and walked straight to my room. I grabbed the door knob, ready to see what had happened to my room. I opened the door and surprisingly it wasn't trashed. I shrugged it off and got 2 duffle bags out of my closet. I stuffed my clothes, electronics, and personal items into them.
Once I finished packing, I threw the bags over my shoulders and carried them out of the room. I smiled to myself as I walked down the hall. I was ready to escape this hell. And get back to Layne.
"SH*T!!" I snapped my head towards my parents room, where the curse had come from. I set my bags down and opened the door. It was my mom. She was obviously drunk. She looked up at me and scowled. She got up and showed me the cut on her hand. I could see the broken bottle that had cut her hand.
"THIS IS ALL YOU'RE FAULT!! HE LEFT ME!! ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!" She jumped up and walked over to me. I backed up as she approached me. I knew I was screwed the second my back hit the wall. She reared back and landed a punch to my stomach. She repeated this several times, each time the punch growing harder. I fell to the ground, tears springing to my eyes. She kicked me in the jaw and in the ribs before pulling me to my feet by my hair. She slapped me at least 5 times before she stopped.
I could taste blood as she let me hit the floor once again. I laid there crying and couching up blood as my mom downed more alcohol. She dropped the bottle and it shattered, causing me to look up at her. She scowled once again and yelled at me.
"GET OUT!! DON'T EVER COME BACK!! You are no longer part of this family." She yanked me up by the arm and threw me out the door. I crashed to the ground once again this time feeling a sharp pain in my leg. My mom slammed the door and locked it. I pushed myself into a sitting position, ignoring the pain that shot through my body as I did. I looked down at my leg and saw a long cut. I studied it as well as I could with the tears in my eyes. A piece of glass. I pulled it out, screaming quietly and crying even more.
I pushed myself up, grabbed my bags, and ran out of the torturous house. Blood dripped down my leg as I bursted out the door. I threw my bags down and slammed the door behind me. I sat down against the door and cried into my hands. I heard a car door slam and footsteps running towards me. I flinched as a hand touched my shoulder.
"Jasmine...what happened?" A whispered voice asked. Layne. I had totally forgotten about him. I looked up at him and fell into his arms, soaking his shirt with my tears. He comforted me so long that I started to get drowsy. I remember him saying something to me right before I fell asleep. If only I could've heard him.
A/n there you go guys!! Remember to hit that vote button and comment how the story is so far. That's it. Love you! Bye! Xoxo -Em <3
