MY SO-CALLED LIFE [SLOWLY BEING EDITED]

CHAPTER 7

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CHAPTER 7

After I made the deal with James, I left school to go straight home. While walking home, I can't shake the thoughts of using Brandon to make him fall in love with me. I mean, yeah! I get it that he's an ass hole for doing what he did. But whatever happened between him and James' sister is really none of my business and I'm sure he had a good reason for it. Right? I mean come on! He should. He better.

Deep in my own thoughts I didn't even noticed that I'm already by the driveway. I couldn't help but be scared. I already know that I'm in for another brutal beating once I step foot in their. I was about to open the front door when someone beat me to it. My father.

"Where the fuck have you been?"he asked angrily while grabbing my hair dragging me inside the house.

"I-I-" I stuttered

"I-I what? You what? You were whoring around? I've been waiting for you to make my dinner. Didn't I tell you to go straight home after school? Where you trying to leave me?"

"No dad! I was not trying to leave you. Promise, I came from school. I had a project that I needed to finish." I lied while crying.

"That mother fucking school! It if wasn't for that god damn school, you would've been home on time! Get out of my sight and make my fucking dinner." he said  while forcefully pushing me making my cheeks hit the corner of the coffee table.

I sat their for a minute after he left feeling something sticky from my cheeks. I touched it and I saw blood. I quickly got up and cleaned the cut from my face and made my way towards the kitchen to make my father's dinner.

After I finished making his food, I gave it to him and asked him if he needed anything else.

"Baby, I'm sorry for pushing you earlier. I told you if you only do as you're told, things would've been better for you. I'm sorry honey. I promise I'll try to be a better father." he explained while hugging me.

I have to admit I like to see this side of my father. Nice, caring but the way he's touching me is really starting to bother me.

His hands slowly traveling down my lower back making its way towards my buttocks area.  What he did next caught me off guard. He cupped my ass with his two bare hands.

I quickly pushed him away but he then grabbed my hair making the front of my body hit his chest. He held on tight onto my hair making my head fall back then he started kissing my neck.

I know I'm probably going to get beaten to death after what I'm about to do but I guess that's the risk I'm willing to take just so I can keep my vcard. I let him beat me up for years but my virginity is something I'd like to (as cliche as it might sound) hold onto until marriage.

Before he could even get any further, I pulled my knee up and kicked where the sun don't shine and grunted  then he fell on the floor with the loud thump.

After he let me go, I remember bolting out from his room started running down the stairs making my way towards the front door and next thing I noticed my house was already out of sight.