Ashley
Hello my name is Ashley Nicolette Frangipane. All I do is just sing and play the guitar. I love to sing and so many people think I have talent in it. My birthday is on September 29th, 1994 so that makes me this 18 year old. My parents long ago forgot me. I live one my own and am really independent. My hairs blue and I smoke but not alot. I stress alot and I have so many rude people in my life. I live alone a couple of blocks near my parents but they dont know I live here. I am a loner type. No one knows me and at work, so many people hate my guts. I just dont know why? I really love blue so thats why my whole head is blue.
Recently, I found my boyfriend having a sexual intercourse with a slut he was with. I left him and he left me. Yesterday he told me I was a mistake in life and to him. So I am so confused.
BANG BANG BANG. I jumped from the pounds at my door. I slowly got up and shut my music off and made my way to the door. "Hello?" I said and someone grabbed my neck. "What the hell!? Get off of me!!!" I yelled and that person threw me to the ground and locked the door. I hurried to the back room. "Oh fuck. Please go away!!!" I yelled behind the door trying to keep it shut from someone in the other side from coming in. "OPEN UP ASH!!!!" He yelled. "Jake?" I asked scared. "Yes its me babe open up!!!" He yelled. "NO GO AWAY! WE ARE DONE. A LONG TIME AGO!" I yelled back and with that, he put all his weight on the door and slammed it and I went flying and almost hit my head on the wall.
"Didnt you hear me the first time?" He asked. I looked at him scared. "I-I thought u didnt want to see me ever again" I said and he forced me up. "GET UP!! I WANT TO SEE YOU NOW!" He said. "GET AWAY FROM ME ASSHOLE!" I yelled and shoved myself away from him. I flew and hit my back on the wall loosing my breath. I inhaled for air. "Stupid bitch" he said and punched me in the face. I fell down to my knees and cried. "Get away!!" I sobbed out loud holding my nose. Blood was coming out of my nose and I could feel the place where he had hit me.
That didnt stop him. He grabbed my hair and shoved me up. "Bitch" he said and dragged me in the living room. "Please!!" I sobbed holding my hair for him to stop. Blood was everywhere. "SHUT THE FUCK UP" he said and kicked me. I winced and cried at every hit. Soon someone was pounding on the door. Jake looked at me and punched me four times in the face and then went out the back window and left. For good I hope. I couldnt help but my whole body stung. I drifted into the darkness.
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I woke up in a bed. A doctors bed. A hospital bed. "Where am I? Why am I here" I asked sitting up. I was pulled back down by hand cuffs on my hands clipped onto the bed rails. "What the fuck? Did I kill someone? Am I in an asylum?!!!" I said moving my hands. "Why am I here? I wanna leave!!" I said with a shaky voice. "Woah woah. Its okay ma'am." A guy in a police outfit said. "What do u want?" I said claming down a bit. "Ma'am we found-" I cut him off. "Call my Ashley" I said. Why did I let this guy call me that? "Well Ashley, we found you unconscious in your house with blood everywhere. It comes to see that we found your abuser. Jake Louie right?" He asked. I nodded. "Yes thats him. He hit me. Alot. We had a break up a few weeks ago and I guess he cant get over it" I said and the police nodded. "Okay thats all I need. He will be in prison for a whole year because of Women Abuse okay?" He said. "What!! He should have life sentence!!!!" I said raising my voice. "Ashley, clam down. He didnt kill anyone but this will later hit him hard and he will be charged with more things soon" he said taking the hand cuffs off my hands. A doctor came and said I was free to go so I got my stuff on and left that shit hole hospital.
A/n how is this? Vote please..
