So this is my first fan-fic I've actually written. I'm so excited by nervous at the same time
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----------------------------------------------Brittian's POV
I wondered home from work. My head was in a great deal of pain. Blotches of black started to appear in my vision and all I wanted to do was lay down. I got out my keys and I started to approach my house. It wasn't what I would want to call home, but it was a roof over my head.
After my dad died my mom started drinking, a lot. She would go out every night and bring home a new guy. I became a mother to my younger sister Maisyn. All was the same except one night the strange man never left. My mom carried on about how she "loves him". Now we're forced to call him our step father.
As I walked into the apartment complex I could hear screaming. I unlocked the door, only to find out it was coming from our living space. My mom laid on the ground holding her face while my step-father, Steve, was pulling off his belt. I threw my purse on the ground and ran in front of my mother.
"What the hell do you think you're doing" Steve spat at me.
"That's my mother, what kind of man beats a women" I screamed.
"What kind of women doesn't listen to a man, get out of the way."
"No"
Whap. The next thing I know I was laying by my mother. On the ground. My stomach has been whipped by his leather belt. I looked at my stomach to see two red marks starting to appear. My mother slowly rose up to her feet.
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stray; c.d
Fanficstray- [strã], adj. not in the right place; separated from the group or target. When Brittian Weeks gets kicked out of her mothers house, she's forced to venture out and make her own way. On the way will she find a reason to keep moving on.