So I just decided to say fuck it and give ya'll the chapters already so enjoy
(China in MM)
"Bitch, you is fucking with the wrong one" I warned Gina.
"Bitch, Stfu 'cause i ain't the one"
"I don't care if your not the, 2, 3, 4, 5, or 6"
3 hours ago...
"Babeeeeee," I whined. "Wait, who the hell are you texting?"
I grabbed his phone and ran into my bath room in side my room. He came running right behind me but i made it into the bathroom at locked the door before he had a chance. "YO WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SENDING NUDES TO GINA" I yelled at him.
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(Her Bed&Bath Room)
I leaned against the door a sled down crying.
Once I was out of my feelings I bent down to the cabinet under my sink, got out my secret stash, poured a couple in my hand and threw 'em back.
Xanax.....
Pills........
Pain.......
Disorders.......
Overdose.......
Those thoughts raced through my mind, as I kept throwing more and more pills back. I have no one.
FLASHBACK: 5 years ago...
(Twelve year old Truth)
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"THAT'S WHY YOUR FATHER DOESN'T EVEN CARE ABOUT YOU AND NETHER DO I" my "mother" slurred.
"Haha" My stepdad laughed. "We're gonna have fun with you tonight"
"W-what do you mean" I studdered to get out.
My stepdad grabbed me threw my on the couch and started to undress me. "NO NO NO NO NO this can't be happening again" went through my mind. That's right, again. This happens almost every night ever since I turned 7 years old.
I screamed for help, until the last thing I remember is blacking out and waking up on the same couch surrounded in my own blood.
That night I snuck into my mothers room, grabbed 10 bands, and left that house for good. I ran to the nearest police station and filed a report for abuse, neglect, and rape. Ever since that Iv'e been in a depressed state.
I went to live with my granny ever since then. And she still, and never will know why I ran away. She thought my mother didn't care enough to take care of me again, and she was pissed enough at that, so think about if she knew the truth.
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Faiths Mother (Chelsea)
Flashback over...
Present-
I sat in there for a while longer then decided to text Gina pretending to be my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend, Marcus.
(if anyone can make a imessage chat between two people for me, i will dm you the details)
