After that, I unbelievably grew the balls to stand up to her and say:
"Look, I barely said anything to you. I told you I was gonna do it and I did didn't I?" I yelled to her still feeling light headed, the thick dark red blood still slithering down my face.
For once in my life I had actually stood up for myself, all the things thats been going on in my life. I've been through Hell and back with all the crap I been through. And it's been 8 years.
"Ever since dad died you've been acting like a bitch, like a devil. You've beaten me and bruised me and I've kept quiet for years. Not even my friends no about this cause all I wanted to do was protect you and not watch anything bad happen to you but aparrently you cause me more pain then any 'policeman' would EVER do to you. I loved you but thats been long gone now" I yelled again furiously.
As soon as that was said, I looked up and saw her raise her hand at me and started to swing. I tried to run but she grabbed me. I felt a hard sting against my face.
Then everything went black.
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Hey its me, I know this chapter is SUPER short and suckish but I hoped you like it. More to come soon.
