Stepsisters ( StudxFem ) [ 2016 Wattys ]

11 : Chris & AN

AN : Look , y'all saying it don't snow in Florida , but it can. Its just a rare chance because its really hot there. Honestly , yall can say that all you want cause its JUST A FUCKING BOOK , damn. Acting like it's fucking real life or sumn shit , like damn. Don't like what I just said? I don't care , hah. I'm not nice , oh well .

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( Aleana )

I woke up to see it very sunny. It's been about 4 days since it snowed and it's all gone. The weather went back to normal; stupidly hot and very sunny. Oh and we were back in school , but the school day was basically already over. 

I was in English , my last class of the day , watching Chris's crippled ass talk to all these girls and smile in their faces. I wasn't even doing my work because I was just glaring at his ass. I was literally sitting right next to his ass and he was smiling all up in these girls faces.

I know he treats me so wrong , he speaks to me so wrong and I should let him go , but I just cant. There's a specific reason as to why I can't do it either.

Let me tell y'all a secret that you can't tell anyone , especially Ulysses cause he'll kill him.

Chris beats me. He'll knock me around a few times if I don't listen to him or something and when he does hit me , he leave a really bad bruise. Sure I could instantly kick his ass and kill him , but I can't. I love him to much to hurt him in any kind of way.

The bell rang making me jump and fall out the seat and accidentally kick Chris in his hurt leg. He didn't yell like I expected. He clenched his jaw and fists.

Chris: Get your ass up.

I looked around the classroom and saw nobody but the teacher in here and this wasn't good because the teacher is Chris's uncle , so you can imagine Chris's grade in this bullshit of a class. 

I slowly got up.

Me: I-I'm sorry C-

Chris: Shut the fuck up. Don't talk unless I speak to you. Understand?

I didn't say anything back.

Chris: Why the fuck did you kick me there if your dumbass know that I got shot there and you were the dumbass that did the surgery.

Me: I-It scared me.

Chris: Im about to scare yo dumbass. Come ere.

I didn't budge. I was tempted to run out the door , but it was closed and the teacher was filing papers beside of it , so I'm pretty sure he'll grab me for Chris to get ahold of me.

Chris: I said come here!

My feet reluctantly moved towards him and I was punched to the ground. I looked up at him , holding my jaw. He stood up and grabbed his crutches and just began to hit me with one of them. I felt it hit me in my mouth which made me bit my lip and I could taste the blood. He pulled me up by my hair and I tried to untangle my hair from his fingers. He slammed me on the table and just began to punch me all in the face. He yanked my head back hard by my hair and hit me in my ribs. I cried even more tears as I was brutally assaulted. He looked me in my eyes as he wrapped his hands around my tiny throat and squeezed. I began gasping for air.

I had to get away. 

I blocked the last hit he sent and punched him in the face , making him stumble. I quickly got up and kicked him in the injured leg. I looked around for the teacher and saw him drinking coffee while watching everything unfold.

I felt a hand grip my thigh and since I was wearing High Waited Shorts and since I bruised easily , he easily left a bruise. I began punching him in his face as he did to me. I mushed his face as hard as I could and he fell back , but dragged me down with him. He began to hit me in my already bloody and bruised face , so it hurt even more then it did the first time. I hated that I was about to do this but it has to be done so I could be let go.