The unknown love story

Biological father..

Sorry it's so short. But this is my first book and it's something I'm really liking. I love writing general.

This is my way of expressing what I write.

•8:23 p.m.•

*Ring! Ring!* I look down at my phone and see it's my biological father. Why is he calling me? Maybe it's my little brother Tyler..maybe my little sister Mika. I'll answer it.

"Hello"

"Hey baby girl,how've you been"

"Why do you care? Last time I saw you ,or even talked to you, you were throwing me on the floor and I told you to go die in acid."

*silence*

"How are Tyler and Mika?"

"Tyler is fine for now. Mika is a boy magnet."

I couldn't even imagine what he means by Tyler being fine now.

*beep beep beep*

I hung up..

Our conversations usually aren't long anyway but I was to scared.. I didn't want to know anything that would leave me even more depressed then I already am. He doesn't mind to call back at all. Not a text or anything. Oh well.

I sat in my room for hours, all I could do was think about what he meant. Thinking about it made me think about other things. Like the times when he would lock Tyler and I outside for hours and hours. Middle if the winter No bathroom, no food,no water,no heat. And barely any clothes..surprised we didn't get frostbite. Or when he would stand on Tyler. A 6ft man weighing well around 200+ pounds. Only reason he stopped was because I attacked him..because of that he almost fell into the new tv. So I was punished.. Let's not speak of that.

But most of all..I remember him locking himself in the bedroom with my mom and them getting messed up in drugs.

To that moment I wanted to cut. I wanted to cut deep straight down my arm. I need someone,now.

I log into my 'other Instagram' and post a picture just saying I needed someone to talk to soon. One person commented telling me to kik him,so I did.