Don't you just love running away from the police? Yeah? Not really. Well, that's what I'm doing at the moment. You see, I kinda stole a car with my bestfriend Josh. It's not the first time we've both done
this either. But this time only I'll get caught because im going tot ake the blame and he runs for it. He can't get in anymore trouble otherwise he goes to Juvy and we both don't want that. So now I'm
trying to get away from the police. Fun. Note my sarcasm.
"Just give it up Scarlett!"
Oh great. They're using the loud speakers from they're car and they know it's me. I unwillingly topped running and turned around to face the cops. The car pulled over and John got out and hand cuffed me and pushed me into the back seat of the car. I pretty much know everyones name at the police station seeing as I'm always there.
"You've really done it this time Scarlett," John said from the front seat.
"I don't really care John."
"Well, you should. You have a court reading tomorrow at 10. You'll be staying at home tonight and I'll pick you up at 9:50."
"Whatever." Stupid idiot. Nobody likes the cops anyway. John dropped me off and I'm quietly making my way up the drive way. I hope dad isn't up. He'll be furious. I twisted the door handle and luckly enough it was open. I tiptoed in and saw dad in the kitchen. Great.
"Scarlett I know your there." Oh man. I sighed and made my way to my father.
"Yes dad?" I asked. He was chopping carots and he continued to do so with his back to me.
"I heard what you did Scarlett. What the hell is wrong with you? You think it's okay too steal cars?"
"Sorry."
He turned too me with an angry expression on his face. Oh shit.
"Sorry isn't good enough! You stupid kid," He yelled. I got angry. Fuck him.
"Im not stupid," I whispered
"Excuse me? Speak up!" He shouted.
"I said I'm not stupid," I said more loudly this time.
"Are you back chatting me?"
"Yep."
He grinned and faced me fully with the knife he used to cut carots still in his hands. Oh shit. I'm screwed.
"Well, back chatting requires consiquences doesn't it?" He asked.
"Uh no?" I asked more than stated.
"Silly Scarlett, of course it does!" He shouted excited.
Sick person. Who likes seeing there kid suffer? Let alone being excited about it. Disgusting bustards that's who. Shame my father was one.
"Whatever," I muttered.
"Now now Scarlett don't be rude," He said while spinning the knife around in his fingers. He took a step towards me and I backed up further causing him to laugh.
"Your not trying to get away are you Scarlett?"
"No," I lied.
He chuckled again.
"So back chatting now lying?" He asked.
"Yes," I sighed.
"And they both need consiquences correct?"
"Yes," I sighned defeated.
He grinned evily than walked towards me with the knife. I gulped noticably and started to shake from fear. Would he really stab me? I hope not. He raised the knife and cut all the way down my elbow to my wrist.
"Argh!" I screamed in agony causing him to chuckle. It fucking aches! It wasn't that deep though thank god. It would probably scar though. He walked back over to the carrots laughing and continuing to chop them. Oh gross. That had my blood and skin on it! Well, looks like I'm not eating tonight. I headed up staires had a shower and went to bed.
