Chapter 3

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"Hi Miss Emilie"

"What are you two doing here?"

"Eating" Bliss said

"Where are your parents?"

Silence.

"Come on girls my shift is over anyways."

We followed her out to her car and got in the car like last night.

"So I'm assuming you girls are hungry"

"Yes ma'am" Bliss answered while I stayed quiet.

"do you want to go to McDonald's?"

"What's that?" Bliss asked

"I'll show you"

After a short drive we arrived at a place with a yellow 'M' on the sign.

Bliss's face lit up "Look Eve they have a play ground."

"Maybe if you ask Miss Emilie nicely she'll let us play."

"Can we please play Miss Emilie?"

"Of course girls."

"Thank you."

"You're very welcome."

Miss Emilie ordered our food while we went and played.

"Tag you're it" Bliss yelled tapping me on the shoulder. I ran after her chasing her around the playground

"Girls come eat!" Miss Emilie called

We ran over to the table and sat down while Miss Emilie sat on the other side. She handed us both happy meals and we ate an actual meal for the first time in weeks.

"Girls?" We looked up at Miss Emilie "where are your parents?" We both tensed up, me and Bliss knew the price of people finding out.

"Their at work."

"And they just let you roam the streets alone"

"Yes ma'am. We're very responsible."

"Okay then."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

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"Bye Miss Emilie!" Bliss yelled from the front door to our house

"Bye girls! I'll see you in two weeks!"

I open the door to the house and same immediately met with my dad screaming.

"where the hell were you!"

I stayed silent, knowing talking would only make it worse.

"Answer me you brat!" Slap.

Silence.

"I said answer me!" Slap.

Silence.

Instead of slapping me again he grabbed Bliss' arm.

"Since you don't wanna answer me I guess I'll just have to get the answers from your sister." He dragged her into his room.

"No you can't take her!" I began pounding on the door. I kept hearing her screams from inside the room.

I felt someone grab me by the back of my shirt.

"You need to learn how to keep your mouth shut." My mother spat

She dragged me to the basement door, threw me inside and slammed the door.

That's the last thing i remember before feeling something warm drip down the back of my head.

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