Texas: When I walked inside the house, the only person in the living room, a stark contrast to how lively to was before I left. I walked over to the couch where my dad was sitting and I sat down next to him and asked, "What is it that you needed to talk to me about?" He looked me in the eyes, his sunglasses were on the coffee table that way I knew this was serious he then said, "we need to talk" Anger in his tone. What he said next made my blood run cold, he said, "I know what you've been actually doing when say that you're going to 'hangout with friends'." The color drained from my face and said, "I-I can explain" He stood up and yelled "there's nothing left to explain!" Tears started to poke to corners of my eyes, he continued, "There is undeniable proof." he pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of Moscow and I kissing.
An argument ensued and it was a mix of me trying to explain myself and that I love her and America yelling at me. Then he went too far and called me a Fa*got. That was my breaking point and couldn't hold back the tears anymore and instead of comforting me and apologizing, he instead said "if your Girlfriend loves you so much than go live with her." My eyes widened in shock, and I said,"Ar-are you kicking m-me out" my voice hardly a whisper. He said "you know what yes, yes I'm kicking you out and I want you out within a month. Unless you break up with your girlfriend, but unless you do that, I want you out of the house within a month." I stuttered out "I-I'm only 17." America raised his hand and slapped me across the face wal saying "Your almost 18, figure it out." The force of his blow knocks me down, I could taste the blood in my mouth.
Instead of apologizing and comforting, he instead looked down at me with a disgusted look on his face and walked away. After a few minutes I stood up, put the hood of my hoodie on, to cover to the mark left on my face by his blow. When I got to the top of the stairs, I saw my uncles Canada, New Zealand and Australia, my grandparents UK and France and Hawaii, California and Alaska. I pull my hood down more to cover my face when I saw them. I ran to my room, locked the door slid down the door and cried. I reach into my pocket and started texting Moscow.
<Texas> I have bad News <Moscow> What's wrong, love? <Texas> One of my siblings followed me, took a picture of us kissing on the couch and showed it to my dad. <Moscow> What!? Do you know who? What was your dad's reaction? <Texas> I don't know who did it and my dad said that ether I move out within a month, or I break up with you. <Moscow> Please don't break up with me😥😓😔 <Texas> I'm not going to break up with you. I texted to ask you If I could move in with you. I love you to much to break up with you over this. <Moscow> Aww I love you to and of corse you can move in with me <Texas> Thank you <Moscow> Of corse, anything for you, love <Texas> When my dad and I were arguing he called me a fa*got and slapped me and I now have a mark on my face where he hit me <Moscow> That bastard. Face time me Let me see <Texas> Okay. thank you for being so caring. <Moscow> I would to anything to keep you safe <Texas> Thank you
Ring ring the phone rang, she picked up the phone immediately pick up we she saw the mark on my face, her face became one of rage and she said "I'm going to get you out of there as soon as I can" I gave her a soft smile and said "Thank you." she was about to say something but before she could there was a loud banging on my door, startling both of us. I then heard my dads voice outside the door say "Texas let me in now" he demanded and Moscow Whispered over the phone and said "Texas stay on the line." I nodded and opened the door, he walked, shut the door, locked it, said "Texas take off your hoodie" and when I did, he started hitting me, knowing full well that I have a very hard time talking about things that happened to me. It was about an hour before he left. When he left Moscow was pissed off and she said "You will come live with me, you cannot live in an Enviromint like that." I nodded and said "What can I do I'm just a kid?" Moscow then said "I will come by to pick you up once you are all packed and whenever he hurts you, let me know" Nodded.
Over the next two weeks I packed up my stuff and avoided my family. My siblings, uncles and grandparents became worried about me because of how I secluded myself and one day my grandpa UK came into my room and asked "Hey Texas, is everything ok-" he paused and his eyes widened when he saw the boxes and I guess he put two and two together because he said "why are moving out? Your only 17." I stopped what I was doing, looked at him walked over to the door, shut it and said "my dad is pissed at me because I won't break up with my girlfriend and he gave me the ultimatum saying that if I don't break up with my girlfriend than he wants me out of the house within a month." His eyes widened in shock then he said "Where are you going to go then?" "I'm going to live my girlfriend" UK was pissed that America would stoop so low as to kick out a 17 year old girl just because she refused to breakup with her girlfriend.
UK went downstairs and started yelling at my dad if I can even call him that. When America said that I was dating Moscow the only family that didn't turn against me was Hawaii, Arizona, Shockingly Oklahoma, Idaho, Wyoming and North Carolina. When life there became too unsafe for me, Moscow helped me get all my stuff out of my window and when we drove away, I felt Overwalming sadness that the place that I once called home and felt safe was now a place of my pain and suffering.
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RandomTexas has a secret that nobody knows about, not her grandparents UK and France, not her uncles Australia, Canada and New Zealand, not the other states and DC or Her father America. No one and Texas wants to keep it that way, but you know things neve...
