.Juliet's Pov.
-Saturday-"JULIET GRAYSON GET YOUR BUT DOWNSTAIRS! NOWW!"
I unplugged my earphones and jumped off my bed, running down the steep wooden stairs recognizing my dad's always mad voice. "Yes?" I looked around seeing my fathers wrinkly/slim face looking at me in the dark. It was 12:00 p.m. and I could tell that he was mad& tired "Make dinner and clean the dishes." I looked at him giving the death stare as he turned around to go sit down in our living room. I thought. "Was I the next Cinderella?" I took a HotPocket out of the freezer and slammed it into the microwave and for 5 minutes. "All 18 years, my life has been so depressing. How could my mom find any love or happiness in this man??!" I thought to myself. At least I have Nate to keep me company. (BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP) My ears almost blew off from hearing the loudest beep ever. I quickly put the (FREAKING HOT) HotPocket on a plate, then grabbed a water bottle, and headed for the couch. Humming a song by Twenty-One Pilots, I gave my dad his dinner, and then left running back upstairs to my room. Hopefully, if I ran back to my room my dad will forget that he wanted me do the dishes. When I got back into my room, I put my earphones back in. "Nate?" I said hearing a soothing guitar playing. "Juliet? Did your dad need you again?" I nodded and faced the camera on me as I started shopping online at American Eagle. I responded "Yeah, to make stupid dinner." Nate's face was covered by the dark, but I heard him secretly laughing. "What's so funny?" I said with a smile showing my (GORGEOUS) white teeth. "You wore makeup today." I raised an eyebrow "so what?" I became confused.
"You don't need makeup. How many times do I have to tell you that." I just shook my head "That's a funny joke Nate." I smiled, and then saw Nate's face staring back at me through the camera. "YOUR FACE! I SEE IT FOR ONCE!" We both started laughing and I heard his guitar playing. "what song?" I asked. "Stressed Out By 21Pilots" I nodded. And then finally decided to actually go to bed for once. "Goodnight Nate" he looked at me and then said "Night Juli" I laughed. I always hated that nickname "Juliet*"
I then ended the face-time call and put my computer inside my night stand by my bed. I then settled into my warm bed and got into a comfortable spot. "JULIET. WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT THE DISHES." I sunk my head into my pillow and screamed getting up. I threw the pillow across my room. And when I got downstairs, I saw my father's mad face as I cleaned my lunch plate& dinner plates. "GOODNIGHT" I screamed at my dad when he was walking away so he would hear me. No respond. I ran back upstairs and jumped into my bed looking out my window at the stars.(Welcome to my world everyone.)

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Mystery / ThrillerI'm Juliet. 18 years old. Living with only a working& uncaring father. And pretty much not believing in love right now. Which Is why I only have Nate & Bekka (my only friends) But this isn't what the story is about, I received a letter today going...