Chapter Twenty Four

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Previously

"U-uh...Mom, Dad, this is Karma. My boyfriend."

(Y/n)'s P.O.V

Mother's face reddened with anger and I knew that I was in for a beating. My dad through a new beer bottle - that he just so happened to have with him - at me and it shattered as it made contact with my shoulder. I yelped in pain from the impact and leaped backwards. Tears stung my eyes as I stared at Karma's angry face. Does he really care that much for me? No. He couldn't. How could anyone love a mistake?

Just thinking those words hurt my heart, but I knew it true. It's probably just a joke. He'll break up with me tomorrow and never want to look at my face again. I mean, who would?

Karma's expression showed pure hatred as he watched my dad beat me mercilessly. This was no fun for either of us. I think that Karma had it worse, though. He had to watch me get hurt and act like he cared.

Then my mother let him go and walked to her room, my dad following on her heels. Karma stumbled to his feet and ran over to me. He hugged me in a tight embrace, being careful to not touch my wounds.

He picked me up bridal style and rushed out of my house to his. Setting me down on the living room couch, he grabbed his house phone and called somebody.

"Akabane Karma"

"My friend has been abused by her legal guardians."

Oh no. I know who he's talking to.

"Yes."

"Okay."

"Bye."

Karma ended the call.

"Who was that?" I ask innocently. "Uhh," I could tell that he didn't want to tell me because he knew it would make me upset. But, now that I think about it, It sounds like a good idea.

He called the police.

Sorry I haven't been updating much. Also, I'm going to end this story soon. Maybe one or two more chapters. Sorry...

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