Adopted by the Grays (Blake gray fan fic)

Intro

Hi my name is July.

I'm 14 years old, almost 15 in 2 months, wow, yay, how exciting. (sarcastic)

I'm currently in a foster care home, why? you ask well, let's just say my dads a drug dealer and an alcoholic!

Which lead to my dad abusing my mom and beating the crap out of her. He'd do that later on in the night.

I remember one day, I was watching tv, eating popcorn and my dad stormed inside the house yelling at me asking where my mom was.

Keep in mind, he's bipolar?

I answered "oh just in the kitchen" as calm as can be. I can remember the smell of beer as he walked passed me to get to the kitchen.

I then realized what was about to happen.

"What fuck is your problem!" He yelled to my mom. "What, what'd I do?" She had asked him.

"Where's my dinner" he yelled and slapped her across the face. I ran over to the kitchen peeping my eyes just passed the wall.

"Mary! I will kill you right this second" he yelled. This didn't make sense, not at all!

"You-, you said you would be home at 7 I was just about- to- make dinner" she managed to say as he strangled her.

"You! Get in here" my dad yelled as he saw me peeping. Tears started to rush down my face.

"Sit down" he demanded me. That's it, that's all he wanted. "Go get me a fucking beer, you lazy piece of shit" the tears didn't stop here.

I grabbed the beer from the fridge and left the room. "Sit, down" he said sternly still holding onto my mother.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson Mary and you are gonna watch" he said looking at me afterwards.

He started punching my mom. I couldn't watch it happen, I covered my eyes.

"Look! Dammit" he yelled.

I uncovered my eyes. I looked at the table as he continued to beat my mom, I could here her wince in pain every second or so.

I saw a house phone. Hopefully my mom payed the bill this time, so I can call 911.

After I dialled the 3 numbers someone answered pretty quickly.

"911 what is your emergency-" the lady asked.

"My dad is beating my mom, I live on 376 elm Brooke street" as I finished the sentence my dad stopped and stared at me.

I ran to my room as fast as I could and locked the doors behind me, he was quick. But luckily I trapped myself in.

I broke my window with my lamp. I looked how far the drop would be, I grabbed some slippers I had in my closet.

My dad was breaking open the door

The operator kept saying "hello? Are you there"

I didn't answer just yet.

"Yes, yes I am here. Please just come as fast as possible, my dad is going to kill me" I cried into the phone.

"Okay police are on there way, Hun what's your name"

"July Wesley, I'm 10 years old" I said and made my jump through the window.

I landed on my knee, it started to gush blood like crazy.

"July! I want you to run away as fast as possible! Okay sweetie" she said.

"Okay okay I will" I said and I bumped into someone. The thought of it being my dad made me scream.

"Shhh, shhh it's just me" my mom said and hugged me.

"We have to go now" I yelled to my mom.

"Where are you both going" my dad yelled and my mom sprinted with me.

The next thing I heard was a gun shot and my mom went down, I kept going and I heard sirens and police coming. I stopped where I was and everything flashed and everything went slower.

"hey are you okay" an officer came to me and comforted me, I didn't answer or speak.

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That's what I remember, my mom was actually apart of the schemes my dad did, the drinking, the dealing and all of it and that's when it happened 4 years ago, when I was 10.

SO INTENSE HOPE U LIKE IT😊