Got To Be There

A Wish comes true

*Kyla's POV*

I was walking home from school with my twin sister, Roxy, my sister, Crystelle, and my brother Bailey. We always walk from school together. We live with our abusive father, Luscious. We call him by his first name because Luscious does not deserve to be called daddy. However, we all wish that Michael Jackson was our dad. We always hate coming home after school. Luscious is always drunk when we get home, so he beats us. I hate it when he does that!! He's always drunk!!!

Me: okay, guys. Expect the beating.

Bailey: I don't want to get beaten.

Me: Me neither. But that's just how he is.

I opened the door and I did not see Luscious on the couch passed out.

Me: Luscious? We're home.

Then I saw him glaring at me and sitting at the table. He had a beer bottle in his hand.

Luscious: What did I tell you guys this morning at breakfast?!?!

Uh-oh.

Crystelle: To clean up the pieces of the plate that we dropped?

Luscious: Yes. But you guys missed a piece and I stepped on it and it went in my foot!!!!! What do you have to say for yourselves???

Me: We're sorry.

Luscious: Darn right, you're sorry!!!!

Then he slapped me and left a red hand mark on my cheek.

Bailey: Hey! Leave sister alone!!

Luscious: (punches Bailey in the face) Shut your mouth, gay boy!!!!

Bailey is not gay. He reminds me of Michael Jackson. He has a pale face and long black hair. He has the same personality as Michael Jackson. And he is adopted. Me, Roxy, and Crystelle are black. Anyway, Bailey is NOT gay!!!!

We all managed to get away from Luscious. Good thing we didn't have any homework. And it's Friday. So anyway, we got away. We ran outside.

Luscious: COME BACK HERE, YOU BRATS!!!!

We kept running. I looked behind me and Luscious had a pocket knife in his hand. He's trying to kill us. We ran faster. But he grabbed all four of us and started punching us and kicking us. I was screaming the loudest. He was punching mostly me. It hurt really bad. I wish Michael Jackson was here to save us. Oh, we forgot to mention that we are all friends of Michael. He saved us from Luscious.

--Flashback--

Luscious was whipping us with his belt. We were all crying and screaming in pain and agony.

Luscious: Shut up with your annoying screaming!!!! SHUT UP!!!!!

He continued to whip us.

*Michael's POV*

I was going for a walk and I heard screaming and crying from a house across the street. I stood there to see what was going on.

I saw four kids running in the window. Then I saw a man with a belt whipping one of the girls. It ticked me off.

Me: Not on my watch!!

I ran across the street and busted the door down.

Me: Drop the belt!!

The man and the kids looked at me. The kids scurried to the corner, crying. I didn't blame them.

Me: Drop it!!

I instantly knew who this man was. He was Luscious Lyon, the record dealer. I don't know why I trusted that guy.

Luscious: I don't have to listen to you, Wacko!!!