GASPS
"HUAAAAHHHHHUUUUUP!"
Celina snapped out another dream once again. Looking to the left side of her bed and there was no one in site. Peeping through the blinds, she could see day fall approaching. Refusing to go back to sleep due to her sleep patterns being off and haunted in her eyes. She picked up her phone wiping the cold out her eyes, hoping she had a miss call from Micheal. Opening it up, only thing she had was a text fron her sister Mandy that read....
"You dont have to open your door, I just want to know what was your reason to burst in my room when we pose to been had an understanding. Hell you know these bills cant pay themselves. Shiiid maybe you need to get up in the morning and find you another place to stay if this continues ."
Celina immediately threw her phone on the other side of the bed.
Balled up with her knees in her chest, crying her heart out from all the frustration. Throwing up at the same time from all the morning sickness. Seem like the whole world was against her. Michael not knowing about their unborn hurted her even worse......
**Meanwhile **
"DIDNT I TELL YOU BOY TO DUMP THAT DAMN TRASH LAST NIGHT....HUH?!"
Micheal dad Thomas woke up yelling before the roosters started crowing. Sleep in his bed having to wake up with trash poured over his head was the Fd up part about it....
"NOW CLEAN THIS SHIT UP AND DO WHAT I TOLD YOU DO GOT DAMMIT!"
Micheal really did have a abusive father. Trapped in a world where the only love he ever felt was from Celina. Hell the only love he had was Celina.
"Celina.....CELINA?" Mandy had finally woke up yelling through her door.
"Im about to go to work, Lock this front door."
Celina finally walked to the front door after hearing the door slam. She walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. Balled up holding her stomach, she started screaming pushing a sudden pain she felt needed to release. She finally got up and noticed a toilet full of blood and instantly knew what it was. Breaking down on the bathroom floor, she knew she just had a miscarriage. Thats not the crazy part, Ced was actually listening at the door... He was not dead.
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Strung Out N Misunderstood
Short Story#Intro "Damn yall I just don't know. Its like the more high I get , the less I have to deal with reality. My name is Mandy Edwards, im 17 years old, and im a herrion addict; Boy does it feel good. Hold on yall just a second, let me find one of thes...
