Jessie's POV
The cut are hurting my wrist. I sat on the floor and couldn't believe I just did that. I looked at my wrist and the tears came in my eyes.
The door opened, it was little Jim. "what are you doing Jes ?" he asked. "I'm okay, you have to rest Jim" I said I grabbed Jim's hand and walked him to his room.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I heard my moms voice. "i... I was bringing Jim back to his room" I said.
I saw my mom lifting up her hand, before I knew, I felt pain rushing trough my face. Than I realized my own mother just hit me. in front of Jim.
Jim's POV
Did I just saw what I saw ? I don't know, I think it was normal that your mother slaps your sister.
"Jim, go back to your room" my mom said, I heard anger in her voice what scared me to be honest.
My legs got weak, they started shacking. my mom lifted me up and putted me in my bed. I closed my eyes and decided to forget everything.
Jessie's POV
I sat on my bed staring at the boring white wall. my cheek was still hurting. I don't wanna live anymore I hate myself everybody is hating me. Why am I thinking like that. STOP.
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I'm not dreaming
FanfictionJessie came home and saw here brother on the ground. She called the ambulance and her mother. Her mother is slapping her. She can't handle it anymore...
