My Sprinkle (sequel to YABMD)

Chapter 18

Jayys POV

I was laying on the couch watching TV when I remembered it was Monday. I turned on ABC family and saw that The fosters was on. Me and Storm loved this show, we usually watch it together. But I guess not now. I started to feel tears in my eyes but blinked them away when I got a call from Stormy. I instantly smiled and answered. "Hey baby girl." I said. "Jeremy, Stormy got hurt, by some teenage boys, she has a busted lip, a black eyes and they must've kicked her stomach because she's saying it hurts.

I tensed up at the thought of my baby girl in pain. "Do I need to come over? And help?" I asked hopeful. I heard Stormy whispering to my mom. "No no honey, it's fine, have a good day." She said and then hung up.

"I bet Storm told her no." I whispered to myself sadly. I sighed and laid back down on the couch. Man I fucked up, big time.

Stormys POV

Man those guys were mean. They kicked me in the stomach numerous times, punched me in the eye, and just punched my face period. I need my daddy, but he doesn't want me. And I don't want him, but damn do I need him.

1 week later...

I was laying in the grass on my grandmas front lawn with Damon looking up at the clouds, when I saw a car pull up, I knew who's it was, it was my dad. He said he was going to pick me up today, but I don't believe him.

From what I had heard and seen on twitter, dad had partied, gotten drunk, slept with alot of guys, but he didnt text me or even try to call me once. Ass.

I sat up and grabbed Damon's hands and ran into grandmas house. "Grandma! Dads here!" I yelled at grandma. Me and Damon ran up to my room and packed my clothes together. "Do you even want to go back?" Damon asked me while sitting on the bed. I shrugged, "kind of, but not really, but I do wonder where Mercy had been while dad has been getting drunk." I said to him. "She's at her friend Farrah's house." I heard Dad say from behind me. I growled and picked me bag up and turned around to see my dad in his sunglasses and leaning against my door way.

I glared at him and grabbed Damon's hand and shoved past my dad and walked down stairs grabbing my board on the way.