I stare at the text, not wanting to open it. I fearfully open up the text.
Sam
Sam: I hope you know your a pathetic piece of shit, it was a dare, and I would never do anything like that. You punched me cause ur mad of a dare. I was just playin the game its supposed to be played 🤷♀️. Just how your boyfriend is playing you 🤣.
Yn: Yeah and that punch is to remind you of how much of a slut you are 💋💋
I laugh and block her number. I text Madi about what happened. Then the group chat witht the triplets in it.
these ppl r 2 sexy (group name)
Yn: GUYS
Matt: What
Chris: what
Nick: huh
Yn: Sam texted me 😭😭
Nick: LMAOOO NO WAY WHAT DID SHE SAY
Matt: obsessed asf
Chris: ong
Yn: she said that it was just a dare and I shouldn't be taking it this seriously and basically trying to guilt trip me into thinking that I'm in the wrong and saying Chris is playing me
Chris: JEALOUS ASF
Matt: that's crazy 😭😭
Nick: SHES LITERALLY A PHYCOPATH CAUSE WHAT 💀💀
Yn: FRRRR
Chris: anyways can u come over at 3??
Yn: yessir
Chris: okay good
I close out of the tab and scroll through tiktok. Then after a while I get changed. This is what the fit is
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I honestly love my fit today. I took a mirror pic and sent it to madi.
MADDOG‼️🔥
Yn: *mirror pic* Yn: Should I post this on insta?
Madi: OMG YES ITS SO CUTE
Yn: TYTY Yn: I should be a designer
Madi: I wouldn't go thattt far
Yn: LMAO Yn: It was just a wittle silly j-jowke...
Madi: . Madi: Never speak to me again
Yn: Pookie..come back!! Yn: Dont leave me like my mom...🥺🥺
Madi: THATS ACTUALLY INSANE Madi: QUIT THIS TOMFOOLERY
Yn: LMAOAOAOAO
I close out of the tab and chuckle a bit, then I post the pic on insta. Caption: "gettin a surprise today, update yall later <33 love ya"
I scroll through tiktok and my dad comes into my room.
"Can you knock next time?" I asked politely. "Don't be such a fucking brat." He snaps back. My eyes widen in shock. "You should be greatful for what you have..!" He slurs out of his drunk mouth. "Some people don't have any parents! You should be greatful for me, but instead your just a bitch!" He screams. "WHAT DOES THAT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU COMING INTO MY ROOM?!" I scream back.
I emediatley knew I messed up. "You wanna talk back?" He asks. "How else would I talk." I get up in his face, as he was to me. He slaps me hard in the face without heasitation. I fall back on my bottom.
It stung. Bad. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" I scream at him, holding my face. "Next time it will be a worse punishment." He says, walking out of my room, limping because of how drunk he was.
I started to get up and close my door. I turned around and slid down the door and started sobbing. Why did he hate me this much? Why does he hit me? Why does he not remeber?
I cried for a solid 20 minutes. I got a text from chris.
Chris <3
Chris: Hey you almost ready for us to pick u up??
Yn: OHHH SHIT Yn: I forgot Yn: Sam has just gotten to my mind latley.
I sigh at the text, knowing I was lying.
Chris: Im always here if you want to talk <33
Yn: Thanks, but I'll be fine for now <33
Chris: Okay Chris: we will give u extra time to do what u need Chris: Don't feel rushed, you've got this
Yn: thanks chris <3
I sigh and close out of the tab. I do some light makeup, (lipgloss, mascara, concelar, blush) and put some jewlery on.
