"why were you following me?" she questioned.
"my house is this way too" he fibbed without hesitation.
"oh"
she suddenly remembered that she had to get home. she pursed her lips.
"i got to go. talk to you soon. or never" she whispered the last part. but he heard it perfectly clear.
she ran home but the second she opened the door, she got greeted by a hard slap on her cheek.
her cheek stung and tears were forming quickly.
"i told you to get home before 6 didn't i? it's 7 now you pathetic little bitch" her mom knitted her eyebrows.
she was heavily caked with makeup and wearing an extremely short dress. her dad was also behind her mom, watching the scene. his eyes showed a glint of hatred.
"i'm sorry" she replied monotously. she was already used to all the abuse but she never got used to the mental pain.
"sorry doesn't help! i specifically told you to get home before 6! and you got home at 7?!what were you doing huh?! fucking around with guys?! you piece of whore" her mom spat at her, slapping her once more.
her cheek hurts. but her heart hurts even more knowing that those words came out of her own mother's mouth.
