9 Years Later. (Bianca is 16.)
I walk in from the mall to the sight of my mother getting high. My brothers Jose and Joseph and my sister Jessica were in the next room.
"Mom, really?" i asked furious. I dropped my bags.
"Oh, what do you want now, Bi?" my mom asked.
"The kids are right in the next room and your smoking pot?"
"And what if i am? Im a grown woman Bianca. I can do whatever i want."
My moms boyfriend walked in the room. Eversince mom met him 6 months ago shes been drinking and smoking more and hasnt been being the mom i knew before.
"What the hell do you want?" he said looking at me.
"Stay out of it, im talking to my mother." i said rolling my eyes.
"What?" he asked standing up. I looked at him funny. I know this spic is not tryna get gangsta with me. I hope he knows i still got that ak 40 my dad gave me when i was 7(Yup, i got my first gun when i was 7.)
"Roberto sit down." my mom ordered.
"No, im not gonna let this little bitch talk to me like that."
I looked at my mom. She said nothing. I was dissapointed and angry. I knew if my dad ever heard someone call me that he'd kill them.
"Sometimes i wish dad was still alive." i said grabbing my bags and walking towards my room.
"Bianca, please. You know he never cared about you. Last thing i remember, he tried to throw you out the window." i slammed my door shut and listened to my ipod the rest of the night.
After everyone fell asleep i heard a knock on the door. "Come in." It was Roberto.
"What the hell do you want?" i asked. he said nothing, but walked towards my bed. He started to unbuckle his pants. I got up and tried to run but he caught me. I kicked him and screamed and loud as i could but no one heard. He tackled me onto the bed and got on top of me, pinning my shoulders down. I looked around the room and saw my special box that i kept all the things my father had given to me, including my gun. I knew if i could wiggle free and get him one good time, i could my way to the box. I fought and wiggled til i got one hand free then i gouged him the eye with my fake nails. He went flying back. I ran towards my box and pulled out the ak 40. I hid it behind my back so he couldnt see it.
"So you wanna play rough, huh?" he asked smirking. Just then i pulled the gun from my back and shot him the groin 3 times. My mom came running when she heard all the comotion. "Whats going on?" she asked standing in my doorway. I pushed past her ran out of the building.
My only plan now was to run like bloody hell so i did. I ran away and swore to myself i'd never come back.
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FanfictionBianca is a 16 year old girl. Her mom was a drug addict and the last memory she had of her father was when he tried to push her out the window. She ran away looking for a better life but found the exact opposite. One night when she was looking for a...
