~FIRST DAY ~
Pheobe (B'S) P.O.V.
We moved out here to Michigan a few days ago. Its bad enough I have a crazy stepfather. First I had to leave my friends behind, now I'm jumping oh this red necks bandwagon and going to Michigan awe c'mon can my life get any worse? Just as I said that Blake comes banging on my door:
Blake: Lil' girl wake yo self up!
Me: uggghhhh *mumbles stuff under breath.
Blake: Did yo ugly self-hear what I said get you stupid dukey braid Chimpy looking self up.
Me: I SAID ALRIGHT!!!!
I know I caught an attitude but I am so sick of this man he always puttin his hands on me. and the worst part is my mom won't even believe me.
I got up and threw on some sweats, a pink t-shirt, and my Dads old NIKE slides. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth while doing this I thought about my dad. if he were here I wouldn't have bruises on my body, and my mom wouldn't- wait where is my mom? I rinsed out my mouth and went downstairs hoping she was here, I hate being left alone with this creep. As I walked down the stairs I noticed lots of voices, it was Blake new boss and his son JT....
J.T: what's up lil shaddie
Me: It's B. Now kindly B-GONE
Clyde: humour? huh, I like that.
Blake: *gives me the death stare* This is my boss, Clyde and his son JT. They just moved in the area, and since we're new as well. Possibly you and JT can get to know each other.
Me: Uggggh, where's my mom?
Blake: She went out she'll be back later, Princess
ME*gives him a scared look*Look. I appreciate the thought in all but Ion need nobody son to be companion with me that addresses me as "shaddie." Let alone your bosses son. I mean you finally got a job in all Whoopy, but I aint finna ride w nun of your homeboys and yall illegal acts.
Clyde: *clears throat* well we have to get going. Thanks for having us, and I'll hopefully see you on monday Blake.
As they walked out Blake locked the door behind them.
PAUSE!
OK yall at this point it's about to get ugly........
RESUME!
I felt uncomfortable so I tried to head back upstairs.
Blake: Where you going I wanna talk *grabs B's arm*
Me: LET GO OF ME!
Blake: Phoebe get back here
Blake: C'mon GIRL, listen to yo daddy
Me: You ain't my DADDY! Man YOU TRIPPIN, you OLD PIECE OF TRASH WILL NEVER BE!
Before I knew it I was slapped across the face and being dragged around the floor I held on tight to the railing on the stairs but the more I resisted the harder the grip was. My grip on the railing hung a loose and I was beginning to be dragged around more, I knew what was about to happen he'll take me down stairs and beat me, then I'll tell my mom and she won't listen......I HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO JUST TAKE ANOTHER BEATING. Then suddenly I remember something. My Dad. The day of the funeral I had this weird moment it was like I had my last chance to speak with him even though he was dead. I was imagining it but it felt so real, my dad told me to never let someone disrespect me. Lately, I've been allowing a lot of that happen, who am kidding the last 2 years I have. So as scared as I was I grabbed the vase that was on the side of the table that I was about to pass by as he was forcefully pulling me I slammed the vase on his head causing him to stumble onto the ground.
I thought he was knocked out but obviously, he wasn't if he was getting back up. I tried to run upstairs but he came limping after me Yelling "you're gonna get it you pathetic piece of dirt! I nearly made it to my room and I slammed it in his face.
He was banging on it telling me to open up.
Blake: Open the GOD DANG DOOR!
Me: NO!!!
Blake: you unlock and open this door or I'll knock it down myself, your choice.
At this point, I panicked who knows what will happen if I let this Devil in... he tried to tell me he wasn't gonna hurt me but you know what they say "THE DEVIL IS A LIARRRR!"
So I grabbed everything I could, I was about to dip on this Maniac. I grabbed My money(which I earned from working),my jacket , my phone, and threw on a new pair of jeans. I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW I DID IT SO FAST BUT IM FROM THE HOOD AND YOU KNOW WE ALL GOT THEM HOT WHEELS.
I opened my window and jumped down causing my to fall down dramatically it didn't hurt in the moment cos I was trynna run for my life.
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