The lives of two halves

(Gwen's POV)

I sit in the back room of the bar with Duncan and Christy, i tilt the bottle of budlight to my mouth and drink from it.

"You keep dowing that beer Gwen You're going to pass out."

"I don't give two fucks! okay?!"

"We'll take you home..."

"Take me back to the hell hole! You'll find me dead!" I yell at Christy and Duncan. They just do not understand. My parents are stuck up snobby bastards that think they know everything! There is my "mom", Samantha Crane, brown short haired bitch.Then the "Dad" Jack Crane. Again brown haired bastard.

I look down at the budlight, I only have a little bit left butt it is okay, I'll either pass outsoon, or die. One of the two. Duncan taps my shoulder and I look at him, my eyes blood shot.

"Ya know one thing is for sure.... I do not think you're their kid... You have black hair for one not brown, and you have greenish blue eyes not brown. And  you are way more beautiful than both of them combined!"

"Thanks Duncan......"

"lets get you home....."

Christy and duncan both pick me up one of my arm over their shoulders. They take me to duncans jeep and they lay me in the back seat. I lay down flat and kinda curl into the leather interior. Christy hops in the front seat and buckles up, then duncan gets in and starts the car. Soon, too soon, we are at my house. I can not wait for these next two weeks to go bye then I will be eighteen and I can legally move the hell out of this hell holeish house!

Duncan pulls to a stop and I sit up and climb out and stumble to the door only to soonfind duncans arm around me.We walk up to the door and then I see my dads angry face.

"Gwen. Where the fuck have you been! you little slut! Get inside now!"

"Honestly sir I don't think you should talk to you're daughter like that..." Duncan always tries to fightfor me butt as usual i brush him off and listen to the devil. I move from duncan and point to his car.

"Duncan, justgo home I will call you later..."

He looks at me with puppy dog eyes and then walks off to his car, he climbs in and drives off. I feel Jack grab my arm and yank me inside. he pushes me up to my room and pushes me in. i huff and walk away from him and slump onmy bed then mom walks in.

"Where have you been all day?!" she yells. I kinda just roll my eyes at her and look away.

"It is 1:25 in the morning! you have been gone all day and we thought someone snatched you, but thats right no one would want you. Oh maybe only for an hour! how much did you get paid you whore!?"

I stay quiet and keep the straightest face I can. Jack walks over to me and punches me in the face, ifeel tears but hold them back.

"One day girll you will break infront of me! and you will be trained into this household lifestyle."

"Shut the hell up...You're not my real parents!"

I feel his hand on my shoulder then i see the floor. I hit the ground and lay there as he hits me repeatedly in the face and sides. I scream and scream but not shed a tear. Then Samantha grabs himand yanks,he gets off and away from me and they walk out and slam the door. I lay there in tears. I break down crying, i curl into a tightly held ball and lay there on my floor. I hear my phone buzz, I look at it through blurred eyes and its Duncan calling. I slide my finger across the ignore button. Then my phone starts buzzing more with texts from him and Christy. I pick up my phone and turn it off.

Crawling my way to my desk, I open the top drawer and open the compartment and theback and grab my pocket knife. I open it and slide it across my pale like skin. After i get done I clean the blade, but leave my arm to bleed, and put the blade back in my desk. Once done I go to the bathroom and wash my wrist, it hurts but i am very used to it. I then turn around and strip down and climb into the shower.

I turn on the water and get my hair wet then i wash my body, hair then shave and climb out. Once out I grab my towel and wrap in it and go to my room. I getin and close the door and grab a pair of underwear and a bra, once their on I stand infront of my full mirror and look at the bloches of re, black and blue all over my body. My ribs show, not because I am skinny but becasue jack hits me there so much the bruises outline my ribs. I soon go to my dresser and pull out a paramore tank top and some skull pajama bottoms, putting them on I climb into bedand lay there.

I grab my phone and turn it back on. Once it's on for a while it says I have 20 missed calls, 10 from christy and the other 10 from duncan. 50 unread messages, have and have, both from Christy and Duncan. I start going through the messages and they are pleading.

Christy: "Please, duncan and I are here for you gurl! We can help! please..."

Duncan: "Gwen, Ihave faith in you, but so much has happened sinced you turned 17, just please don't do anything stupid! I know that they aer crazy and need to go to a mental hospital just.......lease have faith and Trust me.......please..."

I finally respond afterreading them all and tell them this "Sorry guys,  I took a shower, and I am fine, but really tired i am going to bed." I send it and get a ton of messages back. i feel tears arise again and then i turn my ohine backoff and shut down, I curl under the covers and lay there. I listen to the sounds and find myself drfting to sleep. I dream about jack and his abusive ways.