Chapter 1

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🌸Y/n's POV 🌸

"Hey Baaaaaabe. Can you make me a saaaandwich?" Bruce slurred. I walk out of the kitchen and into the living room where Brice is currently sprawled onto the count. Countless bottles of liquor lay on the floor near the couch, and a bottle of wine lay on his stomach, half empty. (HELL NAH NOT HALF FULL) "Actually, U-um, I t-think you should get s-S-some rest, you're drunk..." I say quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. "What the actual fadiddly fuck? I'm drunk when I say I am! Go make me a sandwich you dumb bitch!" He harshly replies.
"B-but--"
He cut me off with a loud and hard slap to my cheek.
"I'm fucking sick and tired of your shit!  GET out Bruce!" I scream.
"NO!"
"Well we're done, so you leave or I call the police!"
"And tell them what?"
"I have an abusive alcoholic boyfriend, that won't leave me the duck alone and hits me almost hourly!"
He quickly gets up and throws my phone out the window. It lands three stories down with a crash on the cemented sidewalk.
"Ha-ha! Dumb bitch is phone-less now, huh?"
"I fUcKiNg HaTe YoU!"
"Ha-ha!"
I pick up Bruce and throw him out the window. I can hear lots of bone-crushing as he lands on the cement. Haha, who's the dumb bitch now? Heh, that bastard. He's gonna get it soon.
And with that, I throw a bunch of necessities into a suitcase and run out onto the street, I already knew that at this time a bus leaves to L.A. With only a phone charger, a very damaged cell, a little clothes and 500 dollars, I step onto a bus and take a seat. I'll be in here for a while.....




Hi there! First Chapter's up now! Yay for that! Leave a comment on what you think! Okay, enough ranting!

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