Me And You

The Past

All Night- Beyonce 

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: The Past:

I was six years old. As I sat in the sandbox of the playground building my castle, my mother silently watched me. She sat on the bench. Her eyes were burning into a book that she has been reading for over a week now and she would glance at me every now and then as my father played with my older brother Jason, and his two best friends Asher and Caleb. 

I glanced up to see my father softly tackling Jason to the ground and Asher stealing the ball from Caleb and taking off with it. He ran with great speed and when he scored I could hear my father loud cheers and Caleb and Jason groaning in defeat. 

I returned my attention back to the decent castle I was making and hadn't realized a green-eyed blonde girl had joined me in the sandbox. I turned to her and smile. I was not good at making friends so I hoped she was nice. However, she sneered and destroyed my castle with just her small little hand.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" I asked. I look at the ruined castle and frowned. 

"There is not enough room for us. Can you get out?" The girl asked in a sickly nice tone. When I didn't move, she let out a loud scream and begin crying. This gathered everybody attention at the park even my mother's, who attention was in one of her mystery books. The green-eyed blonde pointed to me and wailed.

"She hit me!" She exclaimed. What? I didn't hit her. I looked around and see the dirty looks I was starting to receive when my parents came forward along with a man who I guessed was the blonde girl, dad.

Her father was dressed properly. He was in a suit and his blonde locks look like it has been combed and gelled back. He had a few wrinkles covering his face but I noticed he had the same green eyes as the girl. "What is the meaning of this! Bianca, sweetheart, why ae you crying?" He crouched to the ground to be at eye level with Bianca and gave her comforting eyes as he stroked her cheeks and wiped the tears away.

"Daddy, she hit me." The girl pointed at me once again.

"My daughter has manners. I am sure that isn't the case." My dad spoke up calmly. Bianca's dad now stood and he crossed his arms and stepped to my dad. "You calling my daughter a liar?"

"Well, she is," I replied in a small innocent voice. He removed his glare from my dad and now was looking at me with a furious look. My mother gave me a look.

"Do you know who i am!" He exclaimed in a loud voice making me jump and a few other people who watched silently at the park. 

"Am i'm suppose to?" My dad, Johnathan asks. His arms was crossed and he stood tall. He heaved a sigh as the playground begin to get quiet watching the exchange. One thing I can say about my dad was, he was not afraid of anyone or anything. 

"I am the best lawyer this town has got! I am Richard Joyner! I will destroy you and your pathetic family if your daughter does not apologize. I even make you and that little wife of yours lose your jobs and make sure you don't gain none anytime soon."

"That's not necessary." My mother says to Richard. She looks at me. "August. Tell this little girl that you apologize right now. Haven't i told you about manners?"

"If she said she didn't hit the little girl, she didn't." John says to Shailene, my mother.

"I didn't," I told my mother.

"So this sweet little girl is going to make up a lie? What does she have to gain out of it?" Shailene asks looking at my father.

"You believe her? But not our own daughter?" My dad shook his head at that and let out a cruel laugh.