Why me God ? That's all I was thinking while my dad was damaging the house. He walked into the house with a blank look on his face, and I knew what was about to happen. My mom nodded at me, and I knew what she meant. My name is Stephanie Robertson, and I just wanna get out of this house. I am a five feet, dark skinned with big brown eyes, and have reddish brown hair. I am now putting on my Jordan slides. When my dad comes home and starts doing this, I run to Jewel's house which is five houses down, and my mom goes to her mother's house. Now walking up Jewel's steps at ten o'clock at night, I'm knocking on the front door. I already called Jewel and told her what was wrong, so she told me to come over, like always. Jewel's dad doesn't stay home at night because he claims he has a night job, but I have a really bad feeling in my gut telling me that he is lying.
Whitney's P.O.V.
I was in Jewel's room when Stephanie called and told her what happened, so I was waiting in the front room for her with Jewel. We heard a knock on the door and Jewel opened it. Stephanie was in tears while Jewel was just rubbing her back telling her that it will be okay. I'm sick and tired of this bitch running to Jewel for everything. Like bitch step the fuck up and kick your dad's ass. I don't like her at all, but I act like I'm her best friend just because me and Jewel are close. I didn't tell Jewel that I didn't like her because they were already like sisters when I met them. Some of you might call me two-faced, but I smile right in her face all the time. Everybody hates somebody right ?
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Teen FictionStephanie is a 16 year old girl with a very interesting life. Her dad is an ex drug lord and current business owner. She finds out about her real family and started a gang. Her best friends/sisters will always have her back, including their boyfrien...
