I sat up in bed, and blinked my eyes until my vision wasn't blurry. When I was finally able to see, I realized I wasn't in my room. I looked to my right and saw my Grama. All the memories from last night came back. Jacob hurting my arm, Dad knocking Jacob out, Me coming here. I carefully got out of bed, and went down stairs to cook breakfast. I walked to the frig and got out some eggs, bacon, and pancake mix. I started cooking, and in about thirty minutes I was done. Grama came down stairs with Papa by her side. "Good morning. I cooked breakfast." I told them once they reached the bottom. "Oh, honey you didn't have to do that." Papa told me, giving me a kiss on the forehead. "It's okay, I wanted to." I told them. I set the table and put the food down. We sat down, and ate together.
I went home a few hours after breakfast. I walked up stairs and got on my phone. I got a text from Meaghan:
Meaghan- What happened yesterday?
Me- Jacob came to my house when I was putting my bag in the car about to go to Claire's house. He asked me where I was going and I told me over a friend's house. He asked which friend's house was I going over. I asked him why does it matter. So he grabbed my arm and asked me again. I told me to let go of me because it was started to hurt. But he wouldn't so I yelled and my dad came out of the house and punched Jacob in the face.
Meaghan- Wow I can't believe he put his hands on you. I'm going to tell his momma. Anyway, I'm sorry that happened.
Me- It's okay, I'm a little sleepy. Can I talk to you later.
Meaghan- Sure, Talk to you later bye.
I put my phone on the charger, rolled over on my side, and went to sleep.
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I hope you enjoyed. It was kind of crappy and short, but I had a little bit of writer's block. Anyway, like I said in the last chapter, send me some descriptions of characters you want to be in the book. I decide to make a deadline for it so one is confused in the future. So the dead line is going to be October, 30, 2013.
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