*Authors Note* Hope you enjoy!!
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I woke around 11:00 am and received a text message that read "Hey Cassie! Hope you're awake. Well I just wanted to let you know that I'm not coming to school today and I'm going straight to work. I'll enter an early time for the both of us... Well see ya later :). P.S Meet me in the office".
I smiled and stretched out my arms and legs and got off the floor. I washed my hair and put it into a messy bun. I put on my Sweet Tooth T-shirt, as well as my favorite skinny jeans and of course an apron. I ran downstairs only to find my mother sobbing at the kitchen table. I walked closer to her and looked at her. I didn't say a word. I just stood there.
My dad's usual scent of cigarettes passed by. As he came down the stairs, he just stood there. Watching me. I could see the fire rise in his eyes. I knew it wasn't going to be good.
"What in heaven sakes have you done to your mother? Isn't it bad enough she brought you into this world", he shouted.
Mom just sat there still sobbing, like nothing was going on. That's the thing with my mom. She has never, EVER, in her life, backed up for me. It doesn't matter what it is. She just enjoy it while she could. It was like she appreciated the things I go through.
"I... I didn't do anything! I just got down here on my way to work and I found her like this", I said shyly.
"It's always the excuses from you isn't it? Well I've had enough! Just get to school, I'm tired of seeing you in my house", He yelled.
"But I...",
Before I could finished he back slapped me across my face. I held my cheek as tears ran down my face. I grabbed my bag and left. I ran to my car and quickly started it. I drove off with tears streaming down my face.
As soon as the light turned red, I looked in the rear-view mirror and stared at my cheek, not to my surprise, I saw my dad's hand print on my face. Tears started to stream down my face again and it stung everytime it went down the print. Before I knew it, the light turn green cars started honking their horns. I pressed the gas and drove off. It pissed me off when people can't be patient. I have somewhere to be too.
I parked my car, locked it and ran inside the restaurant. I walked to door with the "Employee's Only" sign. I walked in and saw Frankie sitting in the manager's desk, blasting screamo or skrillex. I knocked on the door really hard. I heard her footsteps getting closer to the door to let me in. As she saw it was me, her face lit up.
"Hey! Where have you been?! I've been waiting for you and I started to think that something happened this morning. I'm glad you got my text! I really didn't want to go to school today", she said as her smile faded away. I could tell she was worried about me. Frankie is the sweetest and most caring person I've ever met. And I'm so afraid to let her go.
"As soon as I got your text this morning I started to get dressed but I saw my mom sobbing at the table. When my dad walked in he thought I did something to her and slapped me", I said disappointingly.
She stared at the hand print for awhile. She looked into my eyes and hugged me.
As she released from the hug she said, "It's going to get better. I know I tell you this everyday but everyone deserves happiness and you'll get it ", she said proudly.
"But what if it doesn't? What if I live with my parents everyday of my life and I continue to get abused", I asked with tears stinging my eyes. I always think about the negative. I have nightmares and thoughts almost everyday about getting abused.
"Let me tell you something. Today me and my parents talked. We didn't argue we just talked about having a vacation together. It was so nice. There wasn't a catch either. They both apologized and everything", she said excitedly
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Broken
Teen Fiction17-year-old Cassie Hendricks is finding life harder and harder living in the shadows of her parents. She gets abused everyday from her parents and bullied in school because of her looks. One day her parents were nice to her all of a sudden and Cassi...
