Escaping, and whooping behind

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Chapter 4:

WARNING! This chapter may trigger triggers! Again DO NOT READ, IF YOU CANT HANDLE IT! Thx, for reading!
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Embrace the glorious mess that you are - Elizabeth Gilbert
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Everyone turns to look at the girl who was about to be embarrassed, I smirk, and walk to the stage.

Daniel raises a brow, and cocks his head, "And, what's your name," he says with a full-on smile.

"That's not relevant, now come on I don't have all day," he chuckles, and nods.

"Okay, cue the music," I bit the inside of my cheek, and let out a breath of relief when 'The One' comes on by: Justin Bieber feat: D.J. Khalid.

A/N: The one one the very top is Genesis, and the one that I just put up is Nick. Hope you enjoy!

Beast starts dancing, and I nod to the music, before he points to me, and I start to dance moving to the music, forgetting anyone was their, and forgetting the dance battle, and just dancing. Remembering that he was their, I move to the beat, and before I know it were both dancing the same steps as if we were on person. Ending the dance, I turn to him.

And in a movie the director would cue the cheers in the background, and I would look at Beast, and we would be breathing heavily, and my eyes would flicker to his lips, and his to mine, and ever so slowly we would come close until we were kissing, and then he would wrap his arms around me, and crowd would go wild.

But, were not.

I lean in close to his ear, and say loudly, "I think I just beat you," I lean back, and smirk.

Daniel looking like he just lost the lottery, stutters "B-B-But where the hell did you learn to dance like that?" I laugh, and step off the stage, "It's a secret," I head toward the exit, being pulls back by a hand, "Where are you going," I look at Beast hand pointedly, raising a brow. Taking the hint he let's go, "Where are you going, you just won! You're going to be my new partner," he exclaims.

I shake my head, "No can do bucko, I can't, but I'm sure one of those girls would love to dance with you though," I say pointing to the screaming group of people who just saw me whoop Beast behind.

"But I don't wanna dance with them," he says pointing to the girls dancing weirdly  with a couple of boys, "I wanna dance with you," he says looking at me. I roll my eyes, afraid i might get lost in his, and shake my head, "Fine," he says sounding defeated, "But if you change your mind here's my number, and here's the flier.

A/N: I'm soo proud of myself! Cause I was about to be like "they can use their imagination" and then I was like I love my readers soo here you go! Sorry if it's not that good! Oh and the prize is 4,000,000srry if it looks weird!☺️

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A/N: I'm soo proud of myself! Cause I was about to be like "they can use their imagination" and then I was like I love my readers soo here you go! Sorry if it's not that good! Oh and the prize is 4,000,000
srry if it looks weird!☺️

My eyes bulge from my head as I look at the prize, clearing my throat, I smile "I'll get back with you," I stuff the paper, and his number in my pocket, and leave the club, ready to get my arse home.
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At home, in bed

I sit in my bed, and bit my lip trying to decide, weather or not I should I should go, I mean what if he find out or—

My thoughts are interrupted when my uncle walks in, I quickly stand up, "Yes, uncle?" I ask a quiver in my voice.

"My sweet, girl! Come here sweet heart," he beckons me close, and when I do I smell a whiff of alcohol.

"Uncle, your drunk, c-c-come s-sit down," I motion to my chair, but he grabs my hand and throws me on the bead

"W-W-What are you doing?" I squirm under his hold.

"Stop moving you, bitch!" He slaps me, then grabs me hair, pulling my hair back.

"Uncle! Please! STOP! This isn't you!" I scream trying to get him out of his drunken state.

He covers my mouth, and begins to grope me, I turn, and twist. After some work he had my pants off, I punch him in his stomach, and try to run only to be dragged down again. "Your not gong anywhere," he says slapping, then punching me, most likely going to leave a scar.

Then it all happened so fast I'm not sure what went where. One minute I was on him, the next he was clutching his stomach, and there was blood gushing from his mouth. I grab my trusty alarm clock, and bash it against his head, forcing him to pass out.

I act fast, and grab my backpack placing clothes, and grabbing my piggy bank, only having $3,000 ( that was supposed to be for college ) I run to my uncles room, and look around for some money. Finding what I came for I take a roll of cash from behind the mirror, counting it. 900,1,000,1,100, I smile as I realize how much I had. $5,000 that should get me a couple of month before I get a job. I quickly step out of the room, grab my backpack, add some food, and water. And before I knew it I was out of the door.

Driving out of the driveway, I look, and for some reason tears spring to my eyes.

Finally out of that hell hole

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I park in front of a hotel, and rush to the desk, "Hi, can I get a room?" She looks up bored, "Yeah, $20 dollars a night, $40 for the week, and $60 for the month, I nod my head and hand her $60 bucks. She raises her brow, and scans my outfit ( pajama shorts, and a tank top ) "Alright, your room is to the left, and take two rights," I nod, and walk to the left.

Once I figured out how to get to my room, I quickly go to the bathroom. I look my self in the mirror to see the damage. I had one black eye, a swollen lip, ( that should go down in the morning ), and a scrape on the side of my head.

I sigh, and close my eyes returning to the bedroom.

NEW LIGHTS IN LA

I look over the paper, and sigh when I see the prize, four million dollars. If I was going to stay away from my uncle I would need money, and $5,000 wasn't enough.

I pick up my phone, and dials Beast's number
"Hi, Beast?"
"Yeah, what's up," his voice groggy.
"Uhhh, its Genesis,"
"Uhhhh, I don't know who that is," face palming myself I remember I didn't give him my name.
"It's the girl at the club who whooped yo ass," I say annoyed.
"Oh.OHHHHHHH, so your names Genesis, huh, I would have thought it was Raven or something, not something good from the Bible," he blurts out. I roll my eyes, and say the next two words that I will change my life from here on out.

"I'm in."

Hoped you liked it! Took me two whole days but I got it in for you! Took some crying about what to put next but I got it done soooo! Comment! Vote! Thx for reading!❤️🦄

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