"Whatever is mines will always have a "don't touch" sign on it. Please obey that sign. I'd hate to have to get ugly when someone puts their hands on what's not theirs." -Paris Vaughn
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A/N: I just wanna let y'all know that I may be trying something new. As in the quotes I will place in the beginning would be placed in the story. Only when they're quoted by the character's saying. Now, let's get down to business!
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"Fuck you!" Brielle spat at her mother.
"You have Teejay and his brother for that job, honey." Bianca responded childishly.
Teejay sighed drastically, wiping his hand down his face tiredly. He was growing tired of their constant arguing. It was nonstop fights all day from nine am to six pm now.
"That was childish as fuck. I hear lil' freshmen at school say that shit all the time." Brielle responded, turning around to head to her room.
"Oh shut up you jealous whore!" Bianca shouted behind her.
Brielle stopped in her tracks, turning around swiftly on her heels to face Bianca.
"Excuse me? Did you just call me a ho?" She asked in disbelief, stepping closer to her mother's face.
"Yes. I. Did-" With one swift move, Brielle threw her fist back and connected with her mother's nose, knocking Bianca back into the dining table.
Before Brielle could make another sudden move, Teejay grabbed her up into his grasp. He carried her into her room and set her on the bed.
"I'm telling your gah' damn father as soon as he gets home you little evil, cock sucking brat!" Bianca yelled from the dining room.
"Oh my God, fuck you and pops! I don't give a shit any fucking more!" Brielle shouted as she stood up, but Teejay pulled her back down.
"You're getting thee fuck out of my house, bitch!"
"I'll be glad to fucking leave this rat hole you call a home! Me and my baby will be just fine!"
"No one wants a whore for a mother!" Bianca spat angrily.
Brielle's heart plummeted to her stomach at her mother's words. She could not believe the argument they were having and how awful her words hit home. At this point, Brielle was over it and done with the constant fighting. It was high time to move on and call another place home.
Teejay sat shocked and slightly embarrassed for Brielle. He didn't know what to do nor say, not even how to stop it. After all the times Teejay has seen them argue, it's never gotten to a boiling point where Brielle would even dare to put her hands on her mother.
Brielle knowing her father and how protective he is of Bianca, she would have thought twice before punching her so violently. But, she didn't. Once you reach your breaking point, you snap and once you snap, you never return from it.
Brielle shook her head violently, covering her ears. She let out a banshee type scream as her face shook harmfully.
She was tired mentally and emotionally, but physically she was ready to hurt someone nearby. But she couldn't do it, she was drained and unable to do anything.
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Big Mistake
Fiction générale"Love does not hurt. Loving the wrong person does..." -Y.T. Completed: May 2, 2016