Drowning in my secrets.

Chapter four~

Sorry I haven't been updating I got writers block -.-, so this chapter is mosty about nikki's an Carlos friendship, and into Nikki's past.

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He's been there for me since we were little, when my mom left me , when my dad came home one night drunk ass fuck. I sill remember that night I always wake up in the middle of the night swetting, an scared.

*flash back*

There I sat on the living room floor, playing with my toys . He came in stumbling and talking to him slef. He seemed mad, but I ignored it. That's when he saw me on the floor playing & he yelled "YOU! , you stupid dumb fucking bitch your the reason why your mother left me !,cause of your annoying ass by that time I was crouched in the living room corner . His heavy breathing in my face his breath reeked of achohol it was so strong and disgusting . The next thing I know he takes his belt off and hits me until he's had enough he ignores my screams and yells. He leves me there all bloody and cuts and bruises.

Nikki's p.o.v.

I was just a child! How could you have the Fucking heart to hut an innocent child!? I drove my mom away ? Are you fucking kidding me ? My mom LOVED ME! He was fed up with your drunk ass! But why didn't she take me with her? Was I really annoying? Why?, why? Why! That's all I ask all my life why? Why leave me here ? I loved her ,but she don't love me enough to take me with her. She left me here with him! That monster !

The first time Carlos saw the bruises on me was when we were t his house on his bed just talking, we were in the middle of eight grade I slid slowly down the bed into the shiny floor and my shirt lifted up and he saw them. He wanted to know who did them to me. So of course I told him.

When I finished he just sat there

Staring at me dead in the eye. And told me he wanted to do something to that fucking bastered! So of course I let him he slashed my dad tiers . My dad some how found out and he called me a slut,hoe,puta,piruja every thing mostly in Spanish. He hit me worst than ever he grabbed a fiat full of my hair and smashed my head into the drywall. He broke my nose I here'd a loud ,crack! The pain soon caught up and tears rolled down my cheeks. Blood was coming out of my nose. But he didn't care he punched me repeativly on my body and stomped on me.

Saying " that's going to teach you not to mess with me or my shit you dirty fucking slut. go run to tell your boyfriend to do something else's to my shit, and your ass is going to be six feet under". He broke my nose and dislocated my shoulder also my leg got really fucked up but by that time I got good at hiding bruises and the pain. But this kind of pain was unbearable.

I was limping for some weeks. In the fiat week Carlos noticed and questioned me about it. I told him and I could see regret ,sorry, pity? In his eyes. His big light brown eyes that you could stare at forever. I caught my self staring at him like a

Weirdo but I don't think he noticed. Then I noticed he was to busy talking to notice. He begged me for his forgiveness he didn't know that it could get that worse. Those words were etched into my mind

"Your ass is going to be six feet under". I left that part out for his sake.