My Life, My Lies, My Love

Jay's Life

Jay is 17 years old, she has short, black hair, a bright smile, she wears baggy clothes, her hair is always down and some of her hair covers her right eye always. She lives in a small town with her mom, Stacey, and her step dad Terry. They didn't really care for their daughter Jay, so they threw her in the basement. The basement didn't have a nice smell to it and it was not vented properly but she made the best of it she took a small area in the back corner away from the stairs, and the washer machine and dryer, she hung up curtains and had a small bed on the floor with a small white night stand she drew all over it and a small radio on it. She hung up white lights and had a small book shelf she found for free on the side of the road. She was also lucky enough to find a mini fridge that smelled bad and took forever to clean out, but it was worth it when mom stopped caring about feeding her.
"JAYYY!" I hear my mom yelling from upstairs. "Oh no, that's not good," I think to myself. I stopped doing my homework and ran up the stairs quietly. If I was loud, my step would kill me. I reach the living room with my mom standing angry looking at a piece of paper and my step dad sitting in his rocking chair looking at his morning paper. It's a Saturday morning, "Shit," I say to myself.
"Ahh, Jay, so we need to talk before they get here. Come here now!" She points in front of her, and I obey her. "Yes ma'am," I say shyly while I play with my fingers. "Terry's sister and her "husband" passed away, and her daughter is coming here to live with us. I don't want you to get in the way or to even be seen so stay in your hole and don't come out" I look at my mom mad but only mumble"bu-ut t-the bat-" she starts to mock me "bu-bu-bu shut up I told you no!" my step dad puts his paper down "honey we can't take that away we don't want to be seen as bad parents hun" he says with no emotions, he doesn't really care he just don't want people to see him as a bad person. "FINE! don't make us look bad okay so stay away and do your best not to be seen. Don't come up unless you have to really go or shower, okay?" my mom says while yelling in my face."Now clean, I want this house spotless she's coming tomorrow." Without a second though, I ran and started cleaning.