Michael's POV
My hand stings from slapping the only person I had left. What have I just done? Kenya looks at me with a horrified, yet somewhat blank expression. It is as if she is still trying to processed what happened.
Travis on the other hand has already processed. He is fuming, tension lining his face.
"Get out! Get the fuck out!" He booms at me. I don't blame him. I completely and utterly fucked up. He kicks me multiple times, but I do nothing to stop it.
The excuses come pouring out of my mouth. I was desperate not to make the only person I love hate me.
"I'm sorry. I am so sorry. Kenya, please. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm sorr-"
"Haven't you done enough." The words sting. I hurt her. I hurt my baby sister. I turn around to leave, hoping this time Travis will treat her better than I did. I am out the door but I whisper.
"I'm sorry Kenya."
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Hey guys! Short part, but I wanted to clear up that Michael wasn't only a bad person. He had layers like everyone else.
I hope you enjoyed.
-Riley
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Teen FictionKenya Miller is the dream girl. Perfect hair and curves to complement and friendly, bubbly personality. But will her harsh past hold her back? Travis Woods is the hot-ass bad boy all the girls dream of being with. Stubborn and cold to all around him...
