Your song-Biancalya

One

Alya walked Bianca home after school and since Bianca invited her to stay for a while she did. They went up to her room and talked for a long time. They were just laughing and having fun like best friends do, but it was more than that to them, until Alya messed up big time.
"So what do you think about the little Dunn girl?" Bianca asked. The girls had been gossiping about Scarlett for over an hour and it was time THE got a little off the topic.
"I like her a little bit." Alya said not thinking about the fact that she was dating Bianca.
When she saw Bianca's face fall she immediately realized what she had done. "You...like her?" Bianca mumbled. "You...you said it was my song. You weren't lying were you. The song really was for Kit."
Alya grabbed Bianca's arm and pulled her close. She stroked her back as she promised, "I said I like her a little bit. That doesn't matter because I think I might love you."
Bianca didn't know how to respond. The two had only been dating for a week and she said she loves her. So Bianca just snuggled into Alya's arms and fell asleep on Alya's shoulder.
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Alya looked at her watch to see it was almost 11 o clock. Right as she was about to get up and go she heard a door slamming shut then footsteps up the stairs. She realized Bianca had snapped up and was pushing Alya to the window. "Go! Now Alya out the window!! Hurry!" Bianca sounded worried so Alya went out the window but waited on the roof to see what happened.
Bianca's movie star mom walked straight into her room and whipped her across the cheek hard. "Where's the girl fag!" Alya was shocked. Had this always been happening? Or is it because of her.
"I sent her away. And please don't call me that."
Bianca's mom got a serious look on her face. "If the shoe fits Bianca, you gotta wear it. Faggot. My own daughter who I've raised up to love and respect me, is not only a fag, but dating another fag."
"It isn't like that mom. I haven't even kissed her. I'm not attracted to her like that I just love her."
"HONEY!!GET UP HERE!!" Bianca's mom yelled down to her husband. "AND BRING THE BAT!"
Alya couldn't do just sit there anymore. She climbed down and went to the front door where she snuck back in and grabbed the gun off the counter. She loaded it and headed upstairs to Bianca's room where she saw her dad standing over her beating her with a baseball bat.
Alya charged into the room. "Get off my girlfriend or I swear to God I will shoot your ass into oblivion!" Alya yelled.
"She's just bluffing honey. Hit her harder this time."
"I wouldn't do that Mr. Blackwell."
Alya didn't only have a gun, but she wanted an excuse to use it. Bianca's dad grabbed the bat, gripped it tight, and swung hard against Bianca's ribs.
BANG, BANG, BANG. Three shots. One in the leg so he couldn't run. One in the shoulder so he couldn't swing. And one in the balls so he couldn't have more children to harass.
"You shot my dad!!" Bianca cried.
"I had to I'm so sorry! I...he just kept hitting you. I didn't know what else to do."
"You leave! Like I told you too!" Bianca grabbed her phone and called the cops.
"I just came home and found my dad. Momma shot him three times. He's alive but barely hurry."