• Trouble: 2/2 •

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{Y/N's POV}

[As soon as we walked into the house, my mother whipped around and slapped me. Punch after punch came quicker than the greatest fighter in UFC. I tried to swing back, but the punches blocked out my vision. I stumbled back into the coffee table, but that didn't stop her.]

"YOU THINK YOU GROWN, Y/N?!? HUH?!? YOU THINK YOU GON' JUST GO 'HEAD AND SLEEP WIT' A GROWN MAN?! IN SCHOOL?!?! YOU ARE OUT OF YO' RIGHT MIND!!! YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT GROWN FEEL LIKE?! HERE, I'LL SHOW YOU!!!"

[She grabbed me by the wrist and swung me into the wall. My nose hit the smooth surface, cracking and splattering blood on it. I couldn't see anything, because my eyes were swollen shut and throbbing bad. She then slammed me on the ground. And started to stomp on me. The pain kept coming strong in waves and tides. High, low, high, low. She grabbed me by my hair while I screamed for her mercy. She threw me into the dresser and slammed open my closet door. My vision started to fade in and out, so I couldn't see straight. After thirty minutes of loud thudding, she grabbed me and pushed me into the hallway. She was still mad after those thirty minutes. Next thing I know, I'm tumbling down the stairs. She dragged me out to the car and threw me and whatever else in the back seat. She drove for about five minutes. She then threw me out with bags. I heard screaming, and the last thing I remember seeing was rain and Robyn.]

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