I slowly walked out the door and jog to the park down my street.
Once I spotted the nearest bench I sat down and Thought about my punishment.
"They'll probably just kick me out" I half laugh to myself
After an hour of watching kids run around I notice the sun was setting.
I decided that it would be best to head back to the house.
Once I was at my driveway I heard yelling.
I hurried up the driveway and opened the door slowly and 4 heads shot up.
"Oh hey guys..." I said nervously
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!" They all yelled in unison.
You would think that I would flinch or something when they yelled but I was so used to it. My parents always yelled at me so yelling doesn't bother me anymore.
"I went to the park" I said in a calm tone that only I seemed to have right now.
"JACQUI DO YOU KNOW WHAT I FOUND IN YOUR ROOM TODAY?! Michael asked me.
"Hopefully not what I think I think it is" I mumbled barely at a whisper but load enough for them to hear.
"WHAT WAS THAT?" Michael said frustrated
"No. I said no."
"A GUN. JACQUI. A GUN. NOW PLEASE EXPLAIN WHY THERE WAS A GUN IN YOUR ROOM. WERE YOU GOING TO KILL YOURSELF?! YOUR GOING TO THERAPY" Michael raged
Therapy.. kill my self? Is that what they think?
"No. no. No. I was not going to kill myself with a gun. No. I took my dads gun when I was younger. I have licenses and everything."
"Oh ok everything's good know! You have a license so that makes it ok!" Michael said with sarcasm.
"YOU OWN A GUN AND NEVER.BOTHERED. TO. TELL. US. WE WOULD GET IN SO MUCH TROUBLE IF THE POLICE EVER FOUND THIS!"
I sat there silently and look at the the other boys from the corner of my eye and noticed how Terrified they looked.
"I know I'm sorry I didn't tell you. It's not the easiest thing to bring up in a conversation. 'How I hope you have a good day! And by the way, there's a pistol in my room from my dad that I stool for my own protection so my dads "friends" don't rape me because that tends to happen a lot! Have a lovely day know goodbye now!'" I said with obvious sarcasm.
At this point I didn't realize there were tears rolling down my cheeks as the boys stared at me in complete shock.
I walked up to my room not even bothering to run or hide and just slept.
I'm so so so so so so so so so sorry I have basically lied about the updating times. I will do everything I can to update more. Like I said I have started school and I have a biology test tomorrow.
I just want to clarify that I am using my own name in this book so I don't offend anyone. Not to many people in this world have a name jacqui and spell it the way I do so I thought about it and choose to do my name. This is a mostly made up story if you couldn't tell. There are a few facts I threw in there about myself but that doesn't matter. I'm sorry again about my bad bad bad updating habits. Love you my lovey children❤️. Last Thing, im sorry about grammar and typos. I'm doing this on my phone and I'm sure it's a lot easier on a laptop but my poor ass can't afford one soo:)
-J
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Broken Home
FanfictionSLOW UPDATES My names Jacqui and I'm 14 years old. I've lived in this hell hole called Mrs. Tracy's all girl orphanage. Before I got here I was abused, raped, and sexually harassed. I self harm and have eating disorders, I'm afraid of men because o...