"I Thought You Loved Me?"

"Don't go to sleep...."

"Don't go to sleep...."

~I remember her sweet big brown eyes and how her hair swayed from side to side when ever she would walk. I remember how she would greet me at the door with open arms and a huge smile. I would run up to her, jump in her arms and be flowered with kisses all over. But all those good things, all the good memories and happiness would disappear at bedtime. She would kiss me on my forehead, whisper "Goodnight." in my ear and make her way out the room closing the door behind her. And that's when everything would change.~

BANG!

"I'M TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT MONICA!"

BANG!

"Babe please stop your hurting me and i didn't even do anything." She says while crying and holding her face.

"Who the fuck do you think your talking to? You know what you did." He says smashing her into the wall.

SMASH!

"Sh please. You're gonna wake the children"

"FUCK THEM CHILDREN AND FUCK YOU! Them kids aren't mine and you know it." She begins to tremble as blood leaked from her nose down to her chin.

"Bu- But i never cheated o-"

SMACK!

"DON'T FUCKING LIE YOU BITCH!"

I hated days likes these. My mother would tuck me in at night and go in her room to my father. My father would always be drunk sometimes he was a nice drunk and others he wasn't. He would beat my mother until he got tired and my mother wasn't able to defend herself because he was to strong. He gave her big bruises and left whip marks all over her body. My mother always told when i grow up not to let no man/boy put there hands on me and always to stand up for mysel-...

"Knock Knock"

I didn't know who it was and i didn't want to so i slid down in my bed and threw the covers over my head. I heard my door open and footsteps as they began to approach me. My heart started picking up speed as it raced in my chest when suddenly someone pulled my blanket off causing me to scream and jump up. The person quickly grabbed me and pulled me into a hug and cooed me telling me to be quiet. It was my 15 year old sister YN. I looked at her and saw the tears streaming down her cheeks. Her hair was messy and she had on pajamas it was obvious that she was hearing the same thing as me.

Me: YN what are we gonna do?

You: Jazmyn you know we can't do anything. *sniffs* Member what happen last time i got involved?

~With that sentence she lifted her shirt showing me a huge bruise on her side right above her hip bone. Our father did that to her last time she got involved.~

Me: *frowns* Oh yeah. Well let me go in there than.

You: Jazzy baby its not safe for you.

Me: Well call someone than.

You: The phone is in their ro-

BANG!

Me: *starts crying* YN I'm sacred.

You: *hugs her* Me too but mommy is gonna be okay. She promised that she would never leave us.

Me: *sniffs* Oh yea-

"Devonta!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PLEASE DON'T! *sobs* I LOVE YOU AND MY KIDS SO MUCH PLEASE DON-"

*gun shots*

You: *jumps*

Me: MOMMY!!!!

You: *tears* Shh jaz i'll be right back I'm gonna go check on mommy. *stands up* Don't move! *leaves*

Your P.O.V

I got up slowly and walked into the hallway slowly making my way toward the master bedroom. When i got there i reached for the door handle and turned it oh so slowly trying my best not to make a sound. I pushed the door open lightly and looked inside. I regretted this moment, i wish i never saw that. The room had blood stained on the carpet, dents and drips of blood on the walls. I look on the floor and saw a gun and there laid my mothers body. It looked so lifeless and beat up, i turned away quick i couldn't believe he killed her. i began to cry silently as i trembled. I looked inside the room again this time i was looking for my father when i spotted him on the bed. He was sobbing with his head held in his hands and next to him was the house phone. Suddenly he looked at me making me jump up. It felt like my soul had just left my body and i could feel my face grow really pale. "YN?" He said in a low tone, i backed up slowly and shook my head no. "YN!!" He said this time raising his voice and getting up his bed. He began to walk towards me, I slammed the door and ran back to Jazmyn's room.

You: Jazmyn we have to go. Now! *pulls her up*

Her: Where are we going? *sniffs*

You: *grabs bag from under the bed* Somewhere far away. *grabs her hand*

Her: Okay. What about mommy was she ok?

You: *tears* No...She was- He killed her.

Her: What? *cries* But she promised she would never leave us.

You: We have to go before da-

??: *bust door open* FREEZE!

You: *turns around* The police? How did y'all get here?

Police Officer: We got a phone call that a man had just killed his wife. Are you their children?

You: Yes. Where is my father?

PO: We didnt find him but it's not safe for y'all to be in this house. Lets go! We have to put y'all in a foster home.

You: Please don't split me and my sister up. We're all we got.

PO: Of Course not. Now come on.

I grabbed Jazmyn and we followed the police officer. Jazmyn was still crying but i told her that I'll always be there for her and that I'll never leave her side. As we walked out the house i could see a huge crowd of people staring at us. We got in the police car and i cradled Jazzy in my arms. She was only 5 and she had to witness her own mothers murder. I was just hoping that they found my father cause if they don't then he'll come looking for me and Jazmyn...God knows what he'll do to us..

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