Never Satisfied

Makae Lorde Chanel

I'm Makae and I am a fictional character that you better read about for the rest of your freaking life! Just kidding.
I don't like myself, why da hell am I so skinny? And Btw,the author of this book is not the character. I'm saying That for the dumb nuts who don't know the meaning of "fictional character" .

"Ouch!" I say when I wake up in the morning. My brother in law hit me in my forehead. I hate his pinto bean Ass. He beats me,and assaults me sexually! (did I even use that right?)
"Wake up Foster Kid" He says. His name is Justin. " But it's an Saturday!" I say. "Don't get smart bitch cause mama and dad ain't at home. I'll pull that beautiful hair" Justin says. "Or shall I say MY mom And dad?" He says "You're like a dog to this family" He says. "Shut the fuck up with your bipolar ass" I fire back. I made a mistake. He grabs me by my hair and throws me out my room. I sigh and get dressed in the hall bathroom instead. I have a bruise on my face that is SOOO noticable. I throw on Kaki Shorts and a pink t shirt with some flip flops. Ratchet ,I know.
I see Justin get out of my room and I try to find my makeup bag. I go into Justin's room. "Justin,I know you have my shit. Give it back." I say. He turns around and says,"I don't have it Makae."
"Boy,its right on your beanbag." I say pointing to the turquoise and purple bag. "Bitch that's my makeup bag." He says. I run to it and run back in my room and turn the lock. I hurry up and put it on. If only his dumbass knew it was to fix the bruise he made. I hear the door open and walk down looking for my parents. But it's not even my parents. It's Justin's girlfriend: Mills. I don't know why he got one if he abusing me. I run back up to my room. I look in the mirror in smile. "You only look good with makeup." I hear Justin say. "Isn't your girlfriend Mills here?" I ask.
" Go f*ck her or something and leave me alone. "

He chuckles but walks to his room when he hears Mills calling his name. I look in the mirror and take off my makeup. Maybe's he's wrong. I look at myself. The bruise really brings out the beauty on my face. I say with sarcasm.

I bust out crying. I will never be beautiful. I have no boyfriend and have a unstable life. My face looks like an hell hole. I need love maybe. Something I haven't had in 5 years 3 months,7 days,10,hours,and 4 minutes to be exact. Yes I have an I phone and I set a long ass timer on it. I had to sync it to My Microsoft phone though. I walk outside the house and get in Justin's car. Time for some Rebel fun. I say. I start the car because Justin left the keys in them. Such and dumbass. I pull off but spot two people in the backseat asleep. Like they snoring and shit ,I don't know how I couldn't hear itt.

It's Justin and Mills. Hmm I wonder what the hell they doing in the backseat. I take a picture of them and drive back to the house. Fuck having fun,I'm about to ruin Mills reputation.

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