Why me?

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"Emma get your ugly fat ass down these mutherfucking stairs right now before i come up their and beat you down them" My mother yelled at me.It was time for school and i had almost woke up late AGAIN.

Wait hold up wait a minute i know my parents aren't that good but they did teach me home training and manners before they got like they are today.My name is Emma,EmmaClaire jones to be exact but i go by Emmy or atleast that what my bestfriends Olivia Riviera A.K.A Livia and Kourtney Perez A.K.A Kori call me.Im short 5'3 with hair that almost reachs my ass.But im not gone lie like my shit long asf its only that long cause im short but dont get me wrong i am draping on these hoes out here.Im 16 years old mixed with black and mexican i can sing and dance well im actually in a dance group with my girls and i like that and also reading and shop.

But i sure you can tell that although i may seem like a outgoing girl im really a broken girl and im quiet arounf certain people.One thing though dont get me wrong im not all that but i'll whoop ah bitchs ass if i have to.After i tell you three times thats it and dont thinks its three times everyday cause its not nah that aint me once yo three times up bitch you betta run like yo ass on the track team.Oh yeah im on the track team to i usually run to clear my mind sometimes usually when my parents are their usually drunken selfs which is every FUCKING DAY.

i get up and go straight to the washroom to do my business i come out the bathroom wraped in my brush baby blue tile and go staight to my clothest to see what i was going to wear today i was kind of feel the white and black today what i usually like to wear.I pull out my black skinnies a white long sleve with my thin black scarf a balck with white pot a-dots vest my black and white converse and my black side purse and my undergarments.After putting all my clothes on i look in the mirror i was that same fat girl everybody dont get me wrong yea im maybe ah big girl but to me im thick.But today felt kind of different i felt pretty but there was also this gutt wrenching feeling i was havingblike i was going to get into it today or something worse would happen but i ignored it its not like i can ever go a day without something going wrong anyway so why try to stop it now.

I walked out my room and down stairs to the kichen,ignoring my parents since they didnt look like they wanted to be bothered with me anyway i went to the refrigherater looking through to see what i could cook myself.Oh yeah ah siter can cook to.Suddenly i felt a stinging feeling in the back of my head.My father my worste nightmare was pulling me by my hair.

"Didnt i teach you manners lilttle girl?" he sneered in my faced with his tart breath.I knew right then that he was drunk with ment my mother was to or not to far away at least,i hate it when they get like this.I mean it like 7;45 in the fucking morning why the fuck are you drunk ALREADY.

i was pulled from my thoughts from the impact of the punch that my father had just delivered to my face which sent me to the floor crying.

"I know you heard me you little bitch"He said i kept silent and started into his once loving and joyed filled eyes which where now filled with hrated.FOR ME how could you hate your only daughter?

"ANSWER ME!" he barked in my face deliving another puch by this time i just knew a bruise would be forming

"Y-y-yes" i stuttered out

"yes what you little ungrateful bitch?" he screamed in my face

I flinched back and stuttered out " Y-y-y-yes s-s-sir"

"Thats what i thought you little fat bitch now get the fuck out of my house i'll teach you your lesson when you get home" At this i cringed and looked at mother who was out of it and just smirked at me

"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY HOUSE" His voice boomed form behind me this time though i got out of dogde and ran like hell outta that piece of shit that i'm forced to call home.

I covered what i could with makeup and called livia to come get me

"H-hey L-livia c-c-can you come pick m-me up p-please?"i damn near cried when i said that

"umm y-yeah im on my way already are you o-"I cut her off before she could finish i know i would have to explain it to her anyway she would see my face but i least i wouldnt have to tell her noe

"Yes im o-okay j-just come and g-get me"

Alright come on im about 10 to 15 away"

"Alright thanks"

*12 minutes later*

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the honking of a car i looked up and it was Livia.So i walked to the passenger side and got in."

OMFG Emmy what the ever living flying fuck happened to your face"Was what greeted me when i got in the car guess i didnt cover it up to good

"noth-"

"Dont even say nothing because i know damn well your lying to me so tell me"I could see the anger in livia's eyes i knew she was pissed and wanted to yelled but refrained because of how i reacted to it but ididnt want her all in my damn business thats all they ever want to be is nosy.The teachers the counslers the neighbors and now Livia.

"Can you just leave me alone god all everyone does is worry about me Emma this and Emma that 'oh i hopes she alright'or 'what the fuck is that' or my all time favorite 'The cutter who cut to lose wieight' lets see what else i-"

"Emmy stop okay i freaking get i was trying to see if your alright just know im not stoping til you tell me what happened"

By this time we were in the school parking lot and tears were running down my face which made the makeup i did have on run."oh shit"

"What is it?"

"My face"I whispered

"Okay come on i'll redo your makeup in the washroom so you cant tell that much"

"Thanks Livia and im sorry for going off like that i just got a little overwhelmed"

"your good just one question"

"Yea?"

"Am i your main bitch?"

"Yea" i answered without hesitation i mean Kori's my bitch two and we're real close when you see one of us you either see all three of us together of two of us but i just have that connection better with Livia no on some gay shit or none thro

"Then we all good come on lets go babes"I smiled and got out thats what i loved about my girls if we got into it then we worked it out sooner rather then later depending on how bad it was i mean sometimes we'd stop talking for like a month or what ever but thats it.

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