"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?" My mother shouts as soon as I walk into the house. I put Noah's number in my phone before I came inside. "I went to see a movie with some friends," I say calmly. "Didn't Gwen tell you?"
"I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!" She screams and pushes me down on the ground and starts beating me. I whimper in pain and start crawling away. "OH NO YOU DON'T!" She yells and kicks my side. I feel tears building up in my eyes.
"YOU STUPID GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH! YOU RUINED MY LIFE! I FUCKING HATE YOU SO GODDAMNED MUCH!" My mother screams and grabs the poker for the fire place. I watch as she raises it above her head and slams it down next to my head. I scream.
I might actually die. My mother could kill me with that thing. I try to get up, I try to get away, but she kicks me down. She raises it up and swings it down, this time landing on the other side of my head. I bite back a scream and manage to get to my feet.
My mother swings and hits me in head, knocking me down to the ground again. Dots dance in front of my eyes. I see the poker coming down, I grab it before it hits me. I yank it from my mother's hands and swing it like she did. I hear a loud thud over the ringing in my ears.
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The Problems in Life. Book One: Helpless (Completed)
Teen FictionAmanda Kelly thought that her life was going to be the same record on repeat. Try, fail, suffer, and repeat. The voices in her head is what she listens to, but they are her demons. Her friends only see her outer layer, because she shuts everyone out...
