Bad Girl.

Chapter 5:

My dad was home, his big, fancy, white jeep parked in our ling driveway. My dad owned his own hotel, so we were pretty rich. Our house was huge, before my mom died she hated it. It was huge, and in Las Vegas. We had lived in a tiny town, in Nevada, I can't remember where. My mother didnt like the move from our quite lives, to a party town.

My dad however, loved it here. I didn't partially like it, but I liked having money. My mother died of cancer one year after we moved here, and my dad started to work more. I kept on my studies, hoping to make my dead mother proud. We'd talk to her parents, they loved speaking with me.

Elizabeth smiled over me, we stepped out, and I felt like I was going to die. We walked inside, my dad was sitting in the parlor, reading a Latin book. He looked up at us, setting his book down. "Kerrie. What are you wearing?" he asked.

"Shorts. It was hot out today." I said.

"I know I felt it, is that why you skipped?" he asked.

"Dad, I'm passing all if my classes, I deserved to skip." I said. My dad stood up, and fixed his tie.

"I run a five star hotel, does that mean I can just skip a day?" he asked.

"No." I whispered. He neared me, resting his hand on my shoulder.

"Smart. Also both of you are grounded." he said, going back to his book. "For two weeks."

"Where is my mom?" Elizabeth spoke up.

"Out, with her friends." I heard Elizabeth rake a deep breath, and we walked upstairs. I followed her to her room, we sat on her bed. Thats when she broke down, sobbing, and crying hard.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I cant!" she cried. Elizabeth pulled back, wiped her face, and smiled at me. "You want the truth? About what happened to me?" I nodded. "It started Freshmen year..."

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past;

Elizabeth's POV

I was walking the halls, my nerd glasses covering most my face, and my short black hair was pulled back. I walked into class, I sat next to my crush. Alex. He liked me back, but never showed it infront of his friends. He gave me a small wink, I blushed, and took our a notebook. "Elizabeth Morris, Im honored to say. You've won the district wide Biology award!" my teacher announced. I was so happy.

I was pulled out of class early, my mom took me home, and was quite."Are you okay mom?" I asked her.

"Shut up!" she hissed. I shut my mouth, we came back to the house, I noticed almost everything was gone.

"Mom?" I asked.

"I said shut up!" then a fist connected to my jaw, I cried out in pain, and then she kicked me in the stomach. "Elizabeth!" my mother came to her senses. She hugged me, crying.

"What happended?" I asked.

"Dad, he left us." she sobbed. Not saying she was sorry. My world fell apart at that moment, my mom would start to beat me, and drink, do drugs, and bring strange random men home. Eventually I took a drink of her whiskey, and smoked a joint. And everytime she hit me, the pain would be numb. I did drugs, since then. Her words ringing around in my head.

"Youre reason he left me. Your pathic!"

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Kerrie's POV;

She sobbed, I now knew the reason why she went from smart girl, to druggie/partier/slut. "Its alright. Why are you telling me this?"

"I don't know, I feel like I can trust you, and for some odd reason, I can see a bit of my old self in you." she smiled, wiping her nose.