Can You Help Me?

chapter 3 ✨

I walked into the foster home, seeing my "parents" sitting on the coach with beers surrounding them.

"Maddie. Get your ass in here." He slurred, taking another drink of his beer. I slowly walked over to the living room preparing for another beating.

"Where the hell have you been? We have been worried sick!" my "mom" slurred as well. I knew she was lying. These "parents" never cared about me. They just wanted me to clean their perfect home.
"I was out, walking around to get some air after I was done cleaning." I lied. I couldn't tell them about gymnastics or meeting Lin. They would flip out.
"We can tell you're lying." He got up stumbling over to me, slapping me in my face.

A/N - this is the abusive part.
I fell to the ground immediately grabbing my cheek in pain. I felt someone kick me in the side resulting me to scream immediately. I was picked up by my hair and dragged to the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on and I was thrown in there feeling the steaming hot water hit my fragile skin. I screamed in pain once again, but I knew I couldn't get up or this would get worse. I heard both of them laughing.

"Try sneaking out again. No food tonight!" I heard the water turn off. I laid on the bottom of the tub holding my head and stomach. Why didn't I just stay with Lin?

I finally got the courage to stand up. I looked at myself in the mirror seeing how red my skin was from the water, and the bruises that were starting to form.

I walked out of the bathroom and into my room with the 2 other girls I room with.

i am not throwing away my shot
i am not throwing away my shot

I heard the stereo playing very quietly. I heard those two sentences and blocked out the rest.

"Maddie. You okay?" Brynn said.
"I guess. I wasn't expecting the shower" I replied
"Yeah. We heard you screaming." She said, quietly.

The conversation ended and I just stared out the window. I began to listen to the music the girls were playing, connecting with every word in the songs.

"What are you listening to?" I asked.
"Hamilton." They both said at the same time.

I stood up, listening to the music again. This. This was the musical Lin was talking about.

"Do you like it?" Brittany, the other girl in my room, said.

"Uh.. Funny Story." I said

I've always trusted this girls. They were actually nice to me unlike the other four that lived with us. They both experienced what I had to go through.

They turned the music down and walked over to me, sitting in front.

"Well.. I was walking and this man followed me. He brought me back to the theater. He told me he wrote this musical, named Hamilton. It was about our founding father." I said. "I guess this is the musical he wrote." I was shocked.

"Damn." Brynn said shocked.
"Girls. We should go to sleep since we got to clean tomorrow morning." Brittany said. We all nodded and walked to our beds. I looked in the mirror seeing my bruises and burn marks. I need to get out of this place. I got into my bed that didn't have really anything. One pillow and a small blanket that doesn't cover me since Ive grown since I was 9.

I laid down and took a deep breath realizing that I need to go back to Lin tomorrow.