Chapter 8

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The party was so lit. That is the best time I had, had in a while. After the party though, her mom came and picked us up. Right before Chloe and I got into her moms car, Dylan and his friend asked if they could come along.

"so after a good night like that, y'all are just going to leave us?" Dylan asked

" I mean we do have school tomorrow" Chloe said

"you know what you're right, but any plans after school?" Dylan asked

"Yeah, only to mind our businesses" Chloe said sarcastically

"No, but really, I am serious". Dylan said

"We will think about it-" I interrupted

We soon both went our separate ways. 

Unfortunately tonight I couldn't sleep over Chloe's house again. I had to go home. When we got back to Chloe's house I went upstairs to her room and she soon followed. I threw my bag onto her bed ass I placed my dirty clothes in their.

"I really wish you could stay another night" Chloe said

"same, lord knows I do not want to go back home with him". I said

" Don't go then". She spat

"Chloe you know I have to". I said

She shook her and flopped on her bed "-you know, you would think going home to someone who abuses them would make them stay away". She said as she stared at the tv.

"you know, if you don't live in the house, and know the whole situation you shouldn't speak on it" I said as I stuffed more clothes into my bag

"I just wished you wanted help for yourself as bad as I want help for you" She said

"You think I want to stay there forever?!" I asked

"Well it sure as hell seems like it". She said as she sipped on her juice

"What the hell Chloe... I mean damn I am not some crazy girl" She said

"sureee". She said sarcastically

"He threatened to go after my mother!". I spat as I cut the tv off that she was watching

"are you being serious?". She asked as she jumped up

"Noo, of course I am serious! Why would I even let him touch my mother. All my mother knows is she is in a relationship with the best guy ever. All my mother knows is her last serious relationship which was with my day wasn't shit. That's all she knows. She finally feels as though she found someone she can call 'baby' and all of that. You think I am going to ruin that for her? Hell no... Not me". I spat

"Oh my gosh, Winter why didn't you tell me this...". Chloe whined

"Chloe because people like you don't even understand... you hear it but it goes right out of the other ear". I said

"That is not true, Winter who has been by your side this whole time?". She asked

"Telling me to go ahead and snitch on him isn't 'by my side' little do you know that is putting me in more danger". I said as I zipped my bag

"You know what, you're never appreciative of what I do for you Winter, never!". I she screamed

"Alright can we talk about this another time? I need to get home before my mother starts going off on me". I said

"Yeah sure... meet me tomorrow morning before class in study hall". She said

"I got cha". I said

I grabbed my bad and headed downstairs. I swear Chloe has no idea of what it is like being in my shoes. I swear! 

I walked out of the door and my uber was already waiting outside. I hopped inside the car and he just began driving. The whole ride home I was just staring out of the window and imagining how things would've possibly been if my dad was in my life. I just remember being like 4 years old and my dad and I play fighting in the basement. He literally taught me everything I knew. I began literally fighting other kids my age when I got in about the 1st grade. I won and lost my first fight in that grade lol.  

My dad wasn't the best for damn sure either. My dad was a very bad alcoholic and he smoked weed and all of that most of the time too. When he wasn't either drunk or high he was teaching me how to fight. I could've sworn he thought I was going to be in the MMA or something like that.  

I kind of wish he would come back honesty. Even though he wasn't there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on. He wasn't their for my birthdays and graduations. I want him here rather than this guy. Last time I remembered my dad is in jail. 

Or he was at least.

Man if he was out...

I want to see him.

After about 10 minutes of just staring off into space I actually paid attention to where the uber was taking me. It damn sure didn't look like I was going home.

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