Meet the one ( Jacob Sartoroius fan fiction )

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Hope you guys like this! It's my first story!!! Tell me what you think❤️ I'm going to shut up now bye guys ✌🏼️ DONT READ UNTEAL THE MUSIC PLAYS..
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No this can't be real... This can't happen..
" we are so sorry about this happening" is all the hospital said. Did they not care that all I had is gone? 'Sorry about what happened ' is all they could say.. My mom and brother was all I had. Now I'm stuck with my step-ass I mean stepdad who is like the biggest mistake my mom ever made.... I once woke up to my brother crying let me tell you my brother is.. Was 6 anyway I ran to his room to see my step-ass raping him... Sorry your probably wondering who I am and who my brother is or any one I'm talking about, well hey I'm Hope grace Clark, I'm 13 and I have long brown hair that goes down to my butt, I have Nash Grier blue eyes, I'm skinny but not to skinny, and I'm 5'5. I'm the biggest loser you've ever seen. I love book reading and basketball. I'm in love with Taylor Caniff ( fun fact about me😂) but EVERYONE knows who I am... But how they know is I'm a loser and the most bullied. Even the non- popular kids Bully me. I cut everyday and I love it. It makes me feel like I'm no one... My whole body goes numb. That's all you need to know and that's all that there is to say about me. My brother WAS Hayes Hunter Clark. He was 6 and was the cutest little thing ever... But he was taken from me and so was my mom... My mom was Crystal Dawn Clark and was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She was only 26, and yes she had me at 13 but was raped so... Yeah. And last and lest my step-ass David Ben Gorth. He has never raped me but has tried but I am in so many different self defense classes... Let's just say he had a broke nose for awhile... So what you heard first was I lost some one or some people and I did... My mom and brother which was the worst feeling ever.... I only have me, myself, and I now... I am beyond tired of life. I get beat up at school the I'm to tired to fight back to step ass. Life is.. You know .. HELL
5 months later
It's been five months now since I lost my mom and brother to a drunk driver. It's been the same thing going on at and after school... Get up cut, get a shower, get ready for hell, walk out the door ( I don't eat ) and into hell, get a beating, do the rest of hell with no friends, go to hell whole number two(home) get beat up then cut... That my life now. I'm currently getting the shit beat out of me but da- stepass.
"YOUR A NO GOOD LITTLE SLUT" David yells then kicks my in the belly. Some of u would be hurt by that or cry but not me I really am useless so it don't matter. When David's done I Go to my room and do what I don't everyday, look for my BESTFRIEND mr. Razor... When I finally find him I cut
( 1 for being born)
(2 for being fat)
(3 for being alive)
(4 for being useless)
(5 for living)
After I was done with those 14 cuts I felt dizzy.. The last thing I seen was my mom then
it went black....