A child's quiet sobs were heard in the corner of their room; the child's body was bruised and battered.
The child's back was bleeding; he crouched in the corner, his head on his knees, as the child's father walked out of the room, tossed a belt onto the floor, and left the room as the child's mother and the child made eye contact.
The child's eyes screamed for safety, concern, compassion, soothing, nurturing, and love.
The mother's eyes glared in resentment, hatred, coldness, regrets, unloving, spiteful, and unloving.
The mother shut the door, leaving the child with his arms stretched out, wanting a hug, but he only embraced the coldness from when the door closed.
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The night was fun and exhilarating. Lisa and Emily had friendly competitions while Bre'anna and Olivia tried to outdrink each other.
"Ah, that hit the spot." Olivia sighed happily, finally recognizing her abnormally full bladder.
"Hey, I have to use the bathroom. Can someone come with me, and will the others stay here to watch our stuff ?" Olivia asked shyly, fidgeting with her fingers
"Yeah, I can; you two stay here. We'll be back," Emily said, standing as she addressed Bre'anna and Lisa, and they nodded understandingly to Emily.
As Emily stepped out, she bumped into somebody, causing them to drop their drinks. Emily thought she had just run into a wall, and Olivia quickly checked on Emily as they heard a gruff voice curse out.
"Watch where the fuck you're going are you fucking blind?!" The man's voice was laced with frustration as Emily stood up and saw it was the guy from earlier, who she had nodded at
"It's called an accident. Why the fuck aren't you watching where the fuck you're going as tall as you are? How about you start looking down!" Emily retorted at the green-eyed man whose frustration turned into anger once Emily said that
"What did you say, you bitch?!" He said, getting into Emily's face
"I said BITCH! That you need to start watching your surroundings so YOU don't bump into anyone because of how fucking tall you are instead of popping off at the fucking mouth!" Emily said, matching his energy
"Watch the way you speak to me. I'll remove your soul from your fucking body bitch!" The man retorted, pushing Emily, who bumped into Olivia
"OK, so pop off," Emily said, crossing her arms and daring the man to approach her because unbeknownst to anyone, when Emily bumped into him, she picked up the glass when she faltered to the floor, and surprisingly, it didn't break. Still, she was going to bust his head open to white meat when she broke the glass clean across his head.
"Ok, that's enough! you don't push girls!" Olivia said, darting between the two as she tried to pull a fuming Emily towards the bathroom because Olivia felt her bladder about to fail, and her efforts to get Emily and the man away from each other
"NO! That's ok, Olivia. Let him push me, and let him come over here. I'm going to bust his motherfuckin head to the goddamn white fucking meat! And I'm going to smile in my damn mugshot! let him come to the FUCK over, Olivia!" Emily thundered, waving the empty glass at the man as Olivia successfully pulled Emily away. Bre'anna and Lisa were sitting in shock at how fast things escalated but not shocked enough because Lisa grabbed the pepper spray, and Bre'anna grabbed the knife, waiting for the man to try to attack Emily again or attempt to follow Olivia and Emily to the bathroom.
"fucking crazy bitch" The man muttered to himself before heading back to his section, his body language showing his apparent anger as he disappeared behind his section's curtains.
"that was intense," Bre'anna groaned out, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding escape finally as LIsa did the same, both their shoulders relaxing. Their bodies shook with adrenaline as they slowly slipped the items back into the bag and sipped water to calm themselves down from the situation.
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Sam, Alex, Jake, and Miles all laugh and smoke and drink, enjoying their time out, but Sam slowly gets upset as he keeps spilling his drink every time he tries to pour himself another glass. He eventually managed to pour himself a glass, but Alex snapped at him.
"You spilled the little bit of Hennessy we had left Sam! Go get another bottle, dude!" Alex's voice was laced with frustration, and Sam didn't even argue; he just grunted out and stumbled out from their section and opened the curtain to leave
Sam's vision was doubled as he walked down the aisle towards the bar to get another bottle. As he was walking, he bumped into something that felt like a basketball hit him and bounced off him. The sudden bump caused him to drop his drink, spilling all over the floor.
"Watch where the fuck you're going are you fucking blind?!" Sam said in frustration, looking down and saw the same girl he had seen earlier. She was with a petite blonde girl who had rushed to check on the girl who faltered slightly to the floor.
"It's called an accident. Why the fuck aren't you watching where the fuck you're going as tall as you are? How about you start looking down!" The girl shot up, pointing a finger at Sam, which angered him
"What did you say, you bitch?!" Sam's voice was gruff with added anger as he felt his anger getting the best of him
"I said BITCH! That you need to start watching your surroundings so YOU don't bump into anyone because of how fucking tall you are instead of popping off at the fucking mouth!" The girl said, clapping her hands, enunciating each word as her anger also flared up along with Sam's
"Watch the way you speak to me. I'll remove your soul from your fucking body bitch!" Sam pushes the angered girl away from him, and she ends up bumping into her petite friend
"OK, so pop off," The girl said, crossing her arms as she glared at him, her dark eyes boring into his eyes when the tiny, petite girl suddenly rushed over.
"Ok, that's enough! you don't push girls!" The petite blonde said as she started tugging at the angered girl's arm, and then she began yelling at Sam
"NO! That's ok, Olivia. Let him push me, and let him come over here. I'm going to bust his motherfuckin head to the goddamn white fucking meat! And I'm going to smile in my damn mugshot! let him come the FUCK over, Olivia!" She yelled as The petite blonde was able to pull her away towards the bathrooms
"fucking crazy bitch" Sam spat as he turned on his heels towards the section his friends were at waiting for the new bottle from Sam, and Sam walked into the section empty-handed and flopped back down in his spot.
"Que carajo Sam?!" Miles exclaims in frustration as he gets up to get a new bottle, cursing because he has to move his high and drunk body to get a bottle for the group, muttering under his breath

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RomanceHail Mary, Jesus, and Joseph. Compulsive disorders bestowed upon me from the dark pits of hell I suffered, crawled and gnashed, and have been given no freedom. Where were they when I needed them called upon? I was abandoned from the beginning since...