Jennings's POV
I wake up to the sound of my grandma yelling for me to wake up. I stifle out of bed but I can't seem to get up. It's like my legs and arms are glued to my bed. She storms in my room and picks me up. I struggle screaming for her to let me go but she won't let go. She sits me down at the table. Tosses a plate of what looks like pancakes.
"They look more like burnt Krabby Patties" I say
"Well eat up because this is all I'm makin ya for the whole day." She yells
I hate it when she yells at me. I used to call her Helen yeller because her name is Helen, she's deaf in one ear, and she yells a crap load.
She tells me to do the dishes, yeah of course I do them. I really don't want her to hit me anymore. After I'm done I go straight to my room and lay down and cry. For 45 minutes straight I cry. I hate my grandma so much.
AN: well if I don't update this in a while it's because I'm really busy o.o it's summer and I have to plan our vacations and all that shit.
I know this is a short chapter but it's 1:00 am right now and I can't think of anything else to write. Soo tell me what you guys thought of the first chapter!!
