"I Thought You Loved Me?"

The Struggle...

"AHHHHHH HE'S COMING FOR ME!! HE'S TRYING TO KILL ME. Y-" 

"Jazmyn?? Wake up! Its okay. I got you it was only a bad dream." You say while shaking her making her wake up.

"Huh?? YN?" Jazmyn said while jerking awake. "YN! HE WAS COMING I SWEAR I SAW HIM."

Its been two years already and Jazmyn is still having bad dreams about our father. We have been adopted by some evil foster parents. The women is always on my case and is steady yelling at my sister. And the man likes to beat us whenever were disrespectful or bad. He even raped me and i couldn't do anything about it because just like my father he was strong. We live in a nice size house in San Diego and I had to share a room with Jazmyn but i didn't mind. We had nice clothes and jewelry but that was just to hide all the bad memories and bruises. Today was the day i was gonna escape from this hell hole and i was taking my sister with me. I was sitting next to Jazmyn who was now 7 years old and she was laying on my lap telling me about the dream she had. I reached under her bed and grabbed a book bag that was filled with clothes, food, and up to 500$. Jazmyn sat up and looked at me confused.

"Where are you going?" Jazmyn asked.

"Were leaving." I said.

"Where are we gonna go?" My sister said while standing up.

"Somewhere safer than here but we gotta go now cause its already 12:00am."

"Alright."

I grabbed the bag and threw it over my shoulder then I grabbed my IPhone and put it in my back pocket. I grabbed Jazmyns hand and headed downstairs really slow and quietly. I stood at the bottom of the stairs with Jazmyn by side and we were just about to leave when i heard my foster dad in the kitchen. I knew he was about to call out my name so i hurried up and gave Jazmyn my bag and phone.

"Jazzy boo," I whispered. "If you hear anything going on in the kitchen that sounds funny I want you to run. Run far away from here!" 

"Okay bu-but I thought you said you'll always be there for me and that you'll never leave my side?" She said as sadnees filled her face.

"I know and I'll always be-" 

"YN?!" My foster parent yelled from inside the kitchen.

"Remember what i said." I whispered as I kissed her forehead.

I walked into the kitchen and saw my foster dad leaning on the kitchen counter. He looked up and motioned me to walked over to him, i did. He looked at me and smiled i could smell the alcohol on his breath. Just like my father. He bit his lip and looked at me up and down like i was some model in a magazine.

"Why didn't you wash the dishes" He said while looking at my body instead of my face. 

"I forget. I'll do it in the morning.". I said while putting my hand on my hip. 

"I'm sorry for yelling." He slurred.  

Before I could even say anything I was pulled into a hug. He squeezed me so tight and began rubbing on my body which was very uncomfortable. He suddenly grasped my butt which made me jump. He backed outta the hug and looked at me, I was just bout to leave when BAM! He kissed me, pissed off I pushed him off of me.

"Yo no offense but I'm to young for you. " I said while backing up.

I went to leave and as i was turning around WHOOSH! My hair was pulled and i was slammed onto the floor. A sharp pain was sent through my body making me scream in agony. I looked up and my foster dad was furious, He pulled me up by my hair and pinned me against the wall. I tried to get away but he was to strong, the more i resisted the tighter his grip became around my wrist. He chuckled "Why do you have to be so damn difficult?" he said. He started to kiss me on my neck and he pushed his body up against mine. A tear slipped from my eye as i thought back to what Jazmyn said. "I thought you said you'll always be there for me?" So since my hands weren't free i used my legs, I kneed him right in the groan. He yelled in pain and dropped down to his knees, i went to run when he had grabbed my leg. Without hesitation i pulled out my pocket knife and sliced his arms over and over again leaving marks everywhere which made him scream even more and he let go of me. I ran back to the stairs to find Jazmyn still standing there.

"Why are you still here!" I said almost yelling.

"I didn't wanna leave you.." 

"Well we have to go. Now!"

I grabbed the bookbag from Jazmyn and put it on my back, I tooked my phone and turned if off immedeately so I wouldn't get and phone calls. I snatched my sisters' hand jetted out the house with her right by my side. I told Jazmyn that no matter what to keep running and not to stop or turn around. I knew that soon my foster mother would wake up from the screaming so she was bound to come looking for us soon. When ran to the nearest bus stop and got on whatever bus coming our way. Luckily the bus was going to Los Angeles, so we paid our fee and sat down as the bus took off down the street. I started to hear sirens and saw a cop car heading in the direction of my foster parents house. I smiled. Finally outta that hell hole. I looked at Jazmyn and saw her breathing hard i quickly reached in my bag and grabbed her asthma pump. I gave it to her and in no time her breathing was back to normal. Jazmyn laid down in my lap and stroked her hair and she had fallen asleep. Soon I grew really tired and was out like a light. 

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