Little Runaway ( Remake)

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Angelica's POV

I wake up with my head throbbing. I groan and stand up. I'm in the living room?? I turn around to see my mother..doing..cocaine. " Mom.." I mumbled. She looks up. " Huh?" She asks. I stand up and regret it. The pain my head gets worse. Soon I start remembering what happened. My dad did this to me, and now my mom's is doing cocaine. I slowly make my way to the bathroom. 

I'm really dizzy, how hard did my head get hit? There's dry blood in my hair. I am going to wash my hair. So I take off my clothes and get into the shower. The water feels good on my body, I grab my shampoo and rub it in my hair. I feel the blood coming out of my hair, it feels gross but at least I'll be clean.

 I got out and dried my hair. I soon heard a door slam, my father, I grabbed everything and quickly went back to my room. I got dressed and I heard him calling my name, " Angelica!" He yelled. I gulped and made my way downstairs. " Why the hell is there blood on the wall!" He yells. " You did this." I told. " Well why did you have to bleed that much!" He yells. I give him a weird look. I just run off to my room. 

I decide to call Chloe. " Hey, what's up?" She asks. " Dad hit my head against the wall yesterday." I groan. " Omg! Are you ok?" She wonders. " I guess a little dizzy." I laugh. " How's mom?" She ponders. " Uh, she's doing cocaine and occasionally cheating on dad.." I trail off. " Angelica, you sure your ok?" She asks. " I'm not but what can I do." I sigh. " You could come stay with me!" She exclaims. " I don't think mom or dad would let me." I tell. 

" Too bad, you can do it anyways." She responds. " I guess, Come by in two hours, they should be at work." I tell. " Ok, see ya then." She says hanging up. Okay now I need to pack up. I grab a bag and put everything I need. Hopefully my parents will be gone, otherwise this may not go as planned. I push aside my anxiety and continue to pack up my things. As I finish I see my mom. For once she's not doing anything bad.

She smiles, I'm going off to work, your father will be here though. I'm coming home later for... reasons.." She trails off. I groan knowing my father will be here. I need to make a plan, because I wanna leave.