BoTH oF Us (#Wattys2017) |Completed|✔

FIVE~ "YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!!"

Heyya wattpeeps! I JUST got out of hell cough cough school. Anyway Sunday March 19th is my birthday!!!

But i already know after break people will talk about me. It just never stops.....SMH. So enjoy and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Why did I say this crap?! Its July!
Younger me was so stupid.

~Amelia

The scary guys were not so scary when you actually get to know them. I learned their names are Jack, Devin, Kenny, and Jordan.

Out of all of them i can guess who is whom. Jordan-the prankster. Kenny-the funny guy. Devin-super hot and cocky guy. And last, but not least Jack. He is all of them combined when he wants, but im guessing he is usually the quiet and reserved one. The more focused of them all.

As we rode to wherever they are taking me, my mom was still knocked out and i was just laughing along with the boys. I mean to be kidnappers they are friendly and entertaining. Right now we are having a pretty heated conversation about who has the most muscle. I mean really psfff guys.

"Oh come on now! You know I have bigger muscles than you!" Devin said kissing his arm.

"No you don't. Mines are bigger than HER breastests!" Kenny whined. I stifled a laugh.

"No her breasts are bigger than your hand and your head combined!" Jordan stated.

I punched his arm and playfully glared. He winked and continued his conversation. "Hey guys i think the girl wants us to stop talking about her breasts." Jordan said winking again making me blush.

I rolled my eyes and zoned out on their new conversation. To be honest im sure they wouldn't want to know what boys even think about. I shuddered at that thought. Then my thoughts drifted elsewhere. I wonder if people are looking for me. I snickered at that thought. If no one cares at school then who would care if i went missing? Bullying is an everyday thing for me. It just never stops. Constantly being picked on and hit. Its like the universe is against me. Everything in my life is messed up my mom, school, my dad, my house, and ME. I feel so...uncomfortable being me. Its like if i am the real me it reminds me of what happened long ago. I still remember his words ringing in my mind. I remember that night clearly.

***Flashback***

"Daddy's little........DEVIL" he sang in a creepy, low voice. I choked out a sob and quickly wiped my eyes from the previous tears that overflowed when he whipped me. "Jes w-why me?" i asked crying and hiccupping. I saw him raise his hand and i felt a sting on my cheek. He slapped me. I blinked back more tears that threatened to spill over. He stepped back and looked satisfied with the pain he had caused me. "Dad!!!" i screamed. He ignored me and came closer. "Stop it..." i growled. He tapped my nose," Your rich little daddy isn't here. Im YOUR only daddy. Now shut up and do as i say!" he yelled slapping me. My eyes got wide with horror and i spat out blood. My hazel eyes scanned the room until they laid eyes on his most prized possession. Me. I looked at a mirror across the old room. I had ragged clothes on, dirt covered jeans, torn tank top, no shoes, tree hair, and a very bloody and scratched up and bruised face. Did he know that if he cared about me i wouldn't look like this? Apparently not. "Ya know if you actually loved me like a good boyfriend i wouldn't look like this!" i snapped trying to break free of the chains around my legs and arms. He smirked and punched my stomach knocking the wind out of me. I clutched my stomach and seethed through my teeth," You Freaking bastard!" He winked and walked out of the dimly lit room. I groaned and rolled over on the cold, dusty, yet pretty comfortable floor. Then i blacked out. The next day he had to bring in something 'special' for me. Honestly i thought it was a beating. Just then when he entered the room a memory sparked in my brain. Its my birthday! I was shocked when he came in with a cake. Mhhh chocolate my favorite. I snapped my head over not daring to stare him in the eye. He is NOT the same sweet caring guy i knew. He is.....different. "W-What's wrong sweetheart? Y-You don't like it?" he asked in disbelief letting a tear drip from his eye and onto a candle burning it out. My eyes got wide like the size of my fists which were clenched. "You don't remember what happened last night?" i asked through clenched teeth. He shook his head and confusion flooded his dreamy features. "No. I woke up with a bottle of vodka and some type of pills. I thought i was at a party." he said giving me a genuine smile. "Aww Jes I love you..." i said as i nuzzled my head into the crook of hus neck. "Me too Bethany. Me too." he said kissing my cheek. I pulled away from him. "B-Bethany?! Who is Bethany?!" i demanded quickly. His cheeks and neck grew redder that a firetruck. "I-I.....I AM YOUR DADDY NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME AND SHUT UP!" he snapped throwing the cake against the wall. Tears flowed on my cheeks. Anger was radiating the air. I clenched my teeth and fists and yelled," YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!!" Then he slapped me.
***End flashback***

Tears were flowing down madly on my cheeks. My eyes were red and my fists were clutching Kenny's black jacket. "Guys....the girl is crying.." Kenny warned them. "Why? What did you do?!"Jordan demanded. Kenny tried to hold up his hands in defense, but my grip only tightened. He quickly put his hands down and wrapped his arms around me. "Um there...there?" He asked. I chuckled into his side. I yawned and snuggled deeper. "Goodnight Jessiah...I love you...." i mumbled going off to sleep.

Only when i was sleep did i realize I called him Jessiah.

Yello!!!! Heyya guys i hope you enjoyed. And can you guess who Jessiah is....its quite obvious but just guess.

And No he is NOT her Dad. xD

Anyways keep on doing what you're doing.

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