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•Samantha•

~Flashback~

"Hey,it going to be ok." Consulted my step father.

"No, it's not nothing will ever be ok."

"Your mom is fine, I can promise you that."

"First my mom is not fine she's in a freaking coma and second don't make promises you can't keep."

"Don't talk to me like that!"

"Your not my dad I can talk to you however I want!"

I stormed off. I cannot believe him. He thinks everything is fine news flash we're not in fucking wonderland! My mom is in the hospital after a car accident. in a coma, she wasn't watching the road.

What happens if she dies? Let me tell you I will be sent to my poor excuse of a father. My parents divorced when I was ten.

"Family for Mary Vasquez"

"That would be us."

"Well I'm sorry to inform you but your mother didn't make it. I'm sorry for your loss."

No my mother can't be dead! I could feel the tears streaming down my face.

"It's ok Samantha." My step father said.

"No, it's not my mom is dead! I'm going to an asshole I call a dad."

He remained quiet knowing it wouldn't be good to talk to me. My sister and I were crying our eyes out.

~1 week later in flashback~

Today is the day I leave to Bryan's house my "dad". Once I arrived I was greeted by the devil himself.

"Hello, Evey."

"Don't call me that."

"I always call you that."

"Well don't call me that you lost the right of calling me that when you stopped being a father." He was shocked by my answer. He put his arms out for a hug.

"Not a chance, don't touch me."

I entered his two story house. I went to go pick a room. I found one upstairs all the way in the back. It's lime green and a queen bed with black bed covers. I unpacked my things and went downstairs.

"Do you like it?"

"It's fine. Tell me when your going to bring women over so I can go to my aunts house or someplace." Again he was shocked at my words.

"Yeah sure, go get me a beer." I grew angry at his words.

"I'm not here to be your personal slave I'm here because I have no other choice!" I stormed off to my room.

A few hours had passed I was watching television on the flat screen in my room. There was a knock on my door.

"Come in."

"I was going to get food what do you want."

"Nothing I'm not hungry."

I dialed my best friends number.

"Hey Alex."

"Hey Sam how's it goin with your dad."

"Fine, he has a big house can I go to your house when he brings sluts."

"Yeah sure, I'll be here."

"Aight, I gotta go the devil is back."

"Samantha!!"

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