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TW: Abuse


TW: Abuse

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ROXANNE BLAKE knew she liked girls from a very young age.

She didn't know if it was because of how her father was towards her or if it was just simply cause they were prettier and softer towards her then guys, but she knew she liked them more.

It started with Nancy wheeler, her bestfriend, well not anymore, but Nancy and Roxanne were bestfriends since they were in the womb.

Nancy's mom and roxannes mom went to school together, and they were pregnant with Roxanne and Nancy together at the same time they even had their children at the same time.

So Roxanne and Nancy were born the same day, same year, same time, and at the place. It was just a logical explanation that they become bestfriends. Their friendship was all fine until one night when they were about 8 years old.






February 12th, 1975

ROXANNE was biking to Nancy's house for their usual weekend sleepover

She had bruises on her arms when she left her house and dry tear stains on her eyes from crying and put on her dark blue jacket and beaney.

Her father had come home from work and what she thought was a bar by the smell of his breath. Her siblings were out with her sister faye. Her father  was slurring his words and walking wobbly. She always knew if this happend was to hide in her room but that night she fell asleep on the couch

In the living room

Where he could see her. It was about 30 minutes before she had to leave to see Nancy. She was ready when she fell asleep for a little nap. Her mom was also asleep. She never really came out of her room. She had this bipolar disorder that mad ever not wanna get out of bed sometimes but most of the time she was never there. Both of the blake siblings parents just left and came back when they needed something. Faye only really took care of them.

When he came home he saw her slammed the door and started wobbling around towards her and just started taking all his anger out on her

His own daughter. His flesh and blood.

He kicked her. He hit her. He threw glass on her.

Of course he didn't do anything to her face so the wheelers wouldn't see the damage he did to her. But it was there. It was on her legs, her arms, her thighs, Her stomach,her back, there were even some small bruises on her neck but not big enough that she couldn't cover before she left.

He when to his room with her mom and knocked out. With that she left, got on her baby blue bike and strolled to Nancy's house.

When she got to the house she knocked on the door and she could hear a squeaky voice giggling saying "I'll get it, I'll get it!" The voice belonging to her bestfriend, whom she likes. She opened the door "Roxy!" Nancy hugged her bestfriend as Roxy winced but not loud enough for Nancy to hear.

As Nancy let go Roxanne whispered a "Hey" Nancy could tell something was wrong sure she was younger but she wasn't stupid. But she also didn't want to pressure her friend into telling her something.

Nancy pulled Roxanne inside of the house "So what do you wanna do?" she exclaimed excited. "We could play Truth or dare, or I brought a twister game!" Roxanne plastered a smile on her face even though deep down she wanted to cry.
"Let's play twister!"

As we were seeing up the game her mom came in "Nancy your dad told you to take out the trash yesterday!" Karen wheeler slightly yelled "Can you please do that?" She asked leaving the room Roxanne got scared for her. She knew Karen couldn't do anything bad to her but she didn't know about her father. "I guess your in for it now huh?" Roxanne said worryingly

Nancy nodded "Yea it the 3 time this week dads gonna flip out" she stated looking at the game board "Well you know what helps? Try thinking if your favorite happy movie! Thats what i do when im getting it" Roxanne advised looking at her 'bestfriend' "Getting what?" "Well you know when your fathers pounding you" Roxanne said looking at the game box In her hand

"You mean hitting? My Dad doesn't hit me" Nancy looked at Roxanne confused "Does yours hit you?" She asked. "O-oh um no just forget about what I said" Roxanne stumbled over her words

Nancy knew Roxy was lying ofcourse she did. "But you just said that you always think of your favorite movie. Do you get hit alot?" Nancy continued. "Look I didn't Mean anything by it just forget it okay? Let's play the game!" Roxanne finally cracked the anger, or whatever you'd liked to call it, that she's been holding in.

Nancy just kept pushing "Roxanne you can trust me I swear" she urged. Roxanne took a deep breath "ok.. fine, my father does hit me sometimes." She caved "Man.. did I get a real clapping last week" She looked away embarrassed.

That's when Nancy realized "you mean the time you came to school with a black eye and said you fell down the stairs?" Nancy asked looking at her "yeah..." Roxanne trailed off deverting eye contact with her

"You should tell someone" Nancy suggested worried for her as Roxanne tensed her muscles "N-no I can't and neither can you!" She whisper-yelled to Nancy. "What time is it?" Roxanne asked her "7:30"

Roxanne face looked a mix of worry and scared "Shoot! My father said he's gonna phone your mom at 8:00. He said ill have to go home if Im not asleep when he calls" Roxanne scattered the room for her clothes so she can go to the bathroom to get dressed

Before Roxanne stepped out of the room she turned to face Nancy "Listen, Nance, You have to promise to you won't tell anyone not even your mom" She looked unto Nancy's eyes with desperation "Please.." She pleaded "okay.." Nancy said "okay?" Nancy nodded her head. With that Roxanne turned on her heel and walked out of the door.












After that awkward weekend Nancy stopped talking to her

So Nancy and Roxanne went there separate ways and found different friends.

But Roxannes feelings for Nancy never left.


















「Ali speaks! 💋」

What yall.. why did I low-key eat that shit up?!

Anyway if you can't tell your gonna be depressed during this :)

Also if you got the reference marry me

Have a nice night day/night

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