The wrong side of Heaven & The righteous side of Hell Volume: 1

Chapter Fifteen: My own Hell

Ashley's POV:

         It's been I think three or four years since my mom kidnapped me and took me away from my dad, I'm now 13 years old, in the 7th grade, and we live in Las Vegas now. I've been waiting to gain some trust in my mom which has been so very, very fucking hard for me to gain. Because her and her boyfriend hate me so fucking much, all I ever do is cook, clean, go to school, and that's about it. The only times I'm allowed to leave the house is for school, to go to the store, and the only time I'm allowed to be out somewhat late is if I have to stay after school for something.

     I'm walking to my computer class when my best friend comes running up to me "hey did you hear your dad's band is working on recording a new album?" I look at Hayley in shock "really?" She smiles really big and nods "yeah I saw it this morning on Twitter, I would have texted you but I remember what you said about your mom taking your cellphone, and I didn't see you this morning." I hug her before we sit down in front of our computers "thanks Hayley I appreciate it" she smiles and sits by me "hey don't thank me yet, now we have to plan how to get you there without your mom knowing." After we both finish our typing work, I start looking up the address and name of the place where Five finger Death punch records their music while Hayley works on a plan for me, and an excuse to tell my mom and her boyfriend. At the end of class Hayley tells me that tomorrow during after school Volleyball practice, instead of going straight to the gym. I'll change into my uniform, take my skateboard, and then hopefully make it back in time for the other half of practice.

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       I get out of Volleyball practice, and grab my bags and skateboard so I can quickly head to the grocery store, and then head home so I can make dinner for my so called parents. Once I head to the grocery store I get everything I need and stick it in my other backpack and make way home as fast as I can, once I get to the front of my house I jump off my board, and run to the door so I can quickly cook. I put my two bags in the kitchen, and as I start cooking I quickly clean, and toss my volleyball clothes in the washing machine. Once I finish cooking, I hear the door open and hope it isn't my step dad "Ashley!" I let out a breath of relief hearing that it's only my mom which means the beating won't be that bad, I run over to her in the living room "yes mam?" She looks at me mad "why is your skateboard in the living room I thought I told you to put that shit up in your room as soon as you got home?" I look up at her and give her full eye contact because I learned last time what happens when I don't "I'm sorry, I started cleaning and making dinner-" she cuts me off "no you know what happens when you don't listen to me. I nod and I get closer to her and close my eyes trying to prepare for whatever she does, she has me standing there for awhile in silence and then out of nowhere I feel a sharp pain in my cheek and my face gets pushed to the side. "Now go upstairs with all your shit! You aren't eating dinner tonight" I nod and quickly grab my two bags, and skateboard, and run upstairs, and slam my door.

        I throw my bags my stuff in my closet, and look at my face to see that I have a cut on my cheek probably from my mom's rings she wears. I just sigh and take my shoes off before laying in bed, and crying myself to sleep like I do every night hoping that I can see one of the guys tomorrow because I need to get out of this hell hole or I know I'm gonna end up dying here in this house.