He's No Stranger

Chapter One

Jenna's POV

Sometimes in life you have to make decisions, decisions that will change your life, decisions that will have an effect on you mentally or even physically. Just thinking about making a decision is hurting my head even more filling it with the other bunch of carp in there.

Seriously!

I don't even know how I'm  not insane as yet. I think I'm suppose to be by now with all the shitty stuff in my life.

Oh well back to the point at hand. This is not a decision really. I have no other choice.

Here I am, sitting on my bed. A box of tissue on my lap. Cramped tissue on the floor and around me. They are doing it again. I'm hearing loud shouting and objects falling.

Oh! You're already hearing about my problems without me introducing myself.

I'm Jenna Adams, age 17 and I have a messed up life. That's pretty much it for now.

My mom just told me I have to go and stay with my Grandma. "She's alone and getting old. You have to go and help her." She said. I'm not dumb, stupid or anything that goes along with those adjectives. I know it has more that she's not telling me, I know it has more to me going by my gran.

Apart of me wanted to go an a part of me wanted to stay. I'm living here for eleven years. Although I was not born here, a part of me belongs here. I start to cry again.

I hear a loud squeal immediately snapping out of my thoughts and jumping to my feet.

"Mom!" I shout. He s doing it again!

"Screw this! I can't do this anymore." I'm going to grand to stay. I make up my mind in that split second.

I open the door to my room and run past my parents room not bothering to stop  because I knew what he did to her. I love my mom bit I just can't bare to look at her. Not in this state. I already felt numb, shaky, my eyes were already burning. If I were to look I think I would just give up and giving up? That's not an option right now.

I run out of the house and into the yard, my feet immediately feeling the damp grass, my toes wiggling enjoying the softness of it. I inhale feeling at ease, as the fresh air hits my face, my tears drying.

Taking my phone out of my back pocket, I dial my friends number, we need to talk. I need to clear my head from all of this that's going on.

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We are sitting in the ice-cream shop, eating ice-cream.

"So what's up? Why do you look like you just smoked weed or just got a bad case of -"

"Auah! Auah! I don't wanna hear none of your carp now." I say sinking in my seat.

"Okay, so what's wrong?" Kay said. A frown now visible on her pretty face.

"I can't take it anymore so, I called you. Mom and dad is fighting again." My eyes starts to tear up for what feels like the hundredth time for the day.

"I don't know what's wrong  with me Kay. I should be able to handle all of this. I've been use to all of this for years but, I just can't hold back the tears anymore. Mom's sending me to my grandmother's to stay. I think I have to live there now. I think they're going to have a divorce and I wouldn't have you with me anymore and and I do like the idea of them having a divorce you know? He's not a person I would like to have around but I just can't take it." I said.

Do I sound like a kid complaining?

Oh, what the hell! I really don't care...but I do, I do care.

So confusing!

I don't open up to people about my testing troubles. When I moved here a year after I met Kay, we sort of became friends. She was at my house for the first time and she heard my parents fighting. Believe me when I say this, it was freaking embarrassing. I avoided her for five days because of what she saw at my house. From then on she knew about my problems at home.

It seems she didn't have a problem with it and she still hanged around me. On to this day she is with me and has helped me through tick and thin.

"Wow, Wow! You're leaving? Kay asked.

"I can't believe she's going to let you go." Suddenly her eyes got watery.

"I know Kay. I know but, I think it's for the best. Please don't cry." Giving her a small smile to try and lighten the mood. Even that didn't help. Usually my killer smile always help Kay smile.

"How can you tell me not to Jen? You're leaving for Christ sakes!" Her mouth frowning more. Her face was a bit pink and her eyes watery. It looks like she is a bit angry and sad at the same time. I know she wouldn't have taken this well.

"I'm sorry." I say. Shrugging deeper into the leathery seat.

"You know what Jenna? Go! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I BECAME YOUR FRIEND IN THE FIRST PLACE, ALL YOU DO IS LEAVE PEOPLE!" Her face red, hot with anger as she run out of the ice-cream shop. I don't blame her either, all she wanted was to be my friend and I just didn't try as hard. She was my friend but not that close. I know I'm the one to be blame for that. All I do is shut people out.

I know I'm a horrible person at times.

She stuck around me for so long.

She deserves a chance at being my bestie.

But you're leaving, remember.

Oh yea.

I still have to call her and make up. I don't want to leave knowing that we are not talking.

After all she's a good gal, and me? Well I'm definitely a hypocrite.

I know that I can't stop this from happening. I'll just have to go with the flow and move. It doesn't matter that much now anyway. I lost my friend and this place sucks by the way.

Ok! Ok!

It doesn't but I guess because I'm angry I hate it. To be honest though, I know in my mind that my mom is just trying to protect me and I get that now.

I came here to clear my mind with my friend. My one and only friend and now I don't even have one.

I know I'm here for over a decade but I'm a sucker at making friends. I have people that I talk to and hang out with...well sometimes but I don't consider them as friends. I find it hard to trust people.

Standing up, I look around and see a lot of people looking at me. I guess Kay's and I little fight attracted a lot of heads in the shop. Signing, I got out of the booth and decide to walk home.

It's only a twenty minutes walk, I can finally get to clear my head and at the same time hope for the best when I reach home.

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Well hello there *waves frantically*

Hope you like it.

Let me say this, I'm totally against abuse in homes well I'm totally against abuse, period.

I just taught it best to begin this way, with that scene. This part of Jenna's life is just to show you what is happening.

Hope I didn't scare you off.

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Oh, I published this book before but deleted after I got a bit of problem with my account. But every thing is ok now.

Love,
Jewel❤