Rebel dallas

Bloody hands | 9

Iggy

" WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT " he yelled

I walked to a mirror and saw a hickey, i started laughing really hard

" What does it look like ? " I asked grabbing chris 's hand and walking upstairs then i heard cameron say

" i swear you are a fucking slut, coming home with a ugly guy covered in tattoos and percings, and look at you self, ugly bitch, fucking emo, and tattoos, a girl shoulden't have so many tattoos or are you sure you are a girl ?. And Im pretty sure you fuck around too * chough * slut *chough * Im pretty sure you cut also, we all can se you have scars over your whole body, you use mom for money not a suprise if you don't love her or sierra you are an emberessment for our family .
you don't fucking deserv to be in the dallas family "

" CAMERON " My mom gasped

I stopped and slowly turning around

" IM NOT A FUCKING SLUT, DID YOU KNOW I WAS RAPED, TWICE!!. AND THIS GUY IS YOUR OLD FRIEND, CHRIS , DID YOU FORGET HIM ALSO MAYBE ,YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CALL HIM UGLY OR CALLING ME A SLUT OR A EMO MAYBE I AM UGLY SO, AND MY TATTOOS HAVE A FUCKING MEANING , THEY MEANS SO FUCKING MUCH TO ME. I DO NOT USE MOM FOR MONEY, ALL MY FUCKING CLOTHS , TATTOOS, PERCINGS, CAR' S AND OTHER STUFF, I PAY BY MY SELF, I DO SHIT BY MY SELF, BUT YOU BY THE WAY, MOM GIVE YOU MONEY EVERY DAY, LAST TIME I GOT MONEY FROM MOM WAS LIKE 3 YEARS AGO, AND I LOVE MOM WITH ALL MY HEART AND SAME GOES TO SIERRA. AND YES I HAVE CUTS, BY GETTING BEATED AND BULLIED SINCE I WAS 6 YEARS OLD, FROM SO MANY PEOPLE, BUT DID MY FAMILY NOTICE NOOOO, BECAUSE THEY DONT FUCKING LOVE ME, I HAVE IT SO FUCKING HARD EVERY DAY, BLAME ME IF I CUT. OKEY MAYBE I AM AN EMBERESSMENT FOR THIS FAMILY, AND I DONT DESERV TO BE IN THE DALLAS FAMILY BUT I LOVE THEM "

I yelled in tears, i looked around and everybody was shocked and mom, sierra and cameron was in tears, Chris walked out in tears also

I walked in my room wiping a few tears, before i grabbed my bat and walked downstairs.

" Igg-" My mom said until i slammed the door shut.

I started walking down the streets, crying.

Finally I saw a brick wall.

I starred at the wall then i started swaying my bat before i beathed the shit out of the wall.
When my bat broke i used my hands.

When i was so tired i chouldn't hit anymore, i leaned my back against the wall snobbing and looking at my hands who were covered in blood. I sat down on the ground and started screming my lungs out

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