Jacey's POV:
I sit quietly in the garden house. The scene replays in my mind over and over. I thought he didn't want a girlfriend. Am I not pretty enough? Am I not smart enough? Am I worthless?
I get up and I walk around the house. I look at all the pretty colors and I come across Jayvian's favorite, the red Alstromeria. I touch the flower and think of all the times we spent together. I sigh and get my bag. I walk out the back door and go through a hole in the back gate to walk home.
I reach the house and notice dad's car in the driveway. I walk in cautiously and into the living room. Dad has his belt ready and I know I cant escape what's about to happen next. He knows I skipped. He was just waiting for me to come home.
Time skip
I whimper as the hot water hits my scarred back. I cry and cry until I have to get out. Dad had left a while ago to go to a bar and wont be back til tomorrow. A knock on the door brings me out of my thoughts. I wrap myself in my long-sleeved robe and head down the stairs.
I pull the door open and see Jane and Brae. I try to close the door but they push it open. My girls along with Matt, Carter and Shawn knew. They knew about the scars. They knew about my dad. They just didn't know about me doing it myself. They walk in and I just stand there.
Jane and Brae walk me over to the couch and they sit me down. They ask to see and I refuse. I refuse until they just plead and plead. I show them and they are feuled with rage. Then, I hear another knock on the door.
I walk and open it to see Tera, Miyah and the boys. Jane and Brae tell them the damage and I can tell that they are really mad.
I tell them that I don't want to do anything so I go up to bed. Matt follows and helps soothe me to sleep. I am glad to have my bestie.
I just wished Jayvian was here. He made everything better.
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Lost & Found
Teen FictionA girl who was lost. Then she found her way when she realized that her best friend was the one for her. She wanted him. She thought she wanted another. Now, is it too late or is it fate? All we need in life is our soul mates. I am horrible at descri...