; Life Goes On

CHAPTER 1

"Jadyn! Are you stupid or are you just ignoring me? Go take the trash out like I told you ten minutes ago you fucking ignorant, selfish brat!" says, my lame excuse for a father, or "foster father" to be exact. I'd probably be better off homeless, or dead. "Sorry, I didn't hear you." I actually did, I just chose to play on my phone that I bought, not them, but I couldn't admit that. If I did, I'd get slapped, across my face and my ass , because he just so happens to be the "World's Biggest Pervert". Lucky me to live with such a man. Yeah right. I have to bend over to pick up the trash because he tipped it over. Did I mention that he's a perv? I'm surprised I haven't been molested yet, and for some reason, she doesn't care that her husband hits on their "daughter". Whenever I try to talk to her about it she just tells me "that's bullshit you arrogant liar", even though she watches it happen.

I hate them both. They've never done anything good in their selfish lives. I wish I could report them to the police, but I have no evidence. He rarely leaves any marks on my body, and when he does, they're just scratches, and he blames it on Cali. She's the only thing I have left from my mom, her cat. She's a calico, the most beautiful cat I've ever seen.

I wonder why they hate me. It's as if it's their life goal to make me feel like absolute crap. I lay awake at night, every night, wondering why. Why me? What did I do to deserve this? Why couldn't they have chosen someone else? Why did mom have to leave me? Why, why, why? I can't imagine how my life would be if the fire didn't happen. I'm so stupid. Maybe I am just a selfish brat, playing with fire. Killing my mother. I think about her every night, curled up with Cali, eyes full of tears. I don't even have a picture of her. It all got burned. All remember is seeing her face, that scared, desperate, crying face yelling "Go! Take Cali and run! Run far, far away! And no matter what happens, I will always love you!" She knew she wouldn't make it out. The roof above her was falling. Bit by bit, piece by piece. I remember not being able to look back as I ran. I couldn't bear it. I wish I would've saved her, or at least stayed with her. Then I wouldn't be here. Selfish, selfish brat.