Jessie's pov
Its been an hour since we got kicked out its already dark. Were sitting in a park bench but I don't wanna go to sleep here. Emma is already asleep. I don't blame her. I would be asleep too if dad beat me like that. He beats Emma more because when mom crashed she was picking up decorations for Emma's party. I started singing little things by one direction since now I can sing without being beaten. Emma says im a good singer but I think I suck.
"Your hand fits in mine like its meant just for me but bare this in mind it was meant to be and im joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all mak-", I stopped singing because I thought I heard a noise. Footsteps or something. " Emma wake up", I whispered. I started to shake her but she wouldn't wake up. Suddenly there was a hand covering my mouth. I tried to scream but it came out muffled. Then another guy grabbed Emma and put her in a van. He put a cloth in my face and I tried to hold in my breath but I failed. I blacked out.
Jessie's dream
I went downstairs and I saw my dad on the phone crying. " Dad what's wrong", I asked. He turned around and said " YOUR MOTHER IS DEAD AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT". " Dad it was an accident its not anyone's fault", I answered. " Don't you talk back to me bitch!", he yelled and started taking of his belt. Ok now im scared. Why is he acting like this. Its not my fault. He started hitting me with his belt. I started to cry. I thought I was his little girl. " Dad p-please stop!", I yelled. Then he started kicking me and I blacked out.
