Mr. Bad Boy, I Hate You. (On Hold)

MBBIHY [2]

I walk inside his house, his house is a four story house, a basement, the first floor, the second floor, and the little tower at the top. The house iss brown and really modern, we have these little kinds of box like towers on the top and a huge balcony from my room. My uncle and me had alot of cars, including the 2015 porsche 918 spyder, the 2014 porsche cayman, and a few ferrari's and jaguars. I absoulutely love cars. I walked up the stairs and into my room, plopping onto my bed and throwing away my school bag. I hate school, you get so exhausted, and in my case, really fucking sad. I dont know why but I just become really depressed during school, thinking about my life, I dont even study in classes, I just draw, I draw things that I feel, I feel alone, I feel disgusting, I feel useless, I feel nothing. I still feel numb through it all, I dont have an ounce of happiness in my life.

"Ms. Annebeth, I going to head home now, Pasta in the fridge and whole house clean. Have good afternoon miss." Our maid Mia said, shes from Columbia and has 2 kids herself, both a little older than me. Shes always the one picking up my heart, she has always been so nice, like a mother to me, ever since the accident.

"Thank you Mia, for everything. But I told you to call me Sam." I told her sending her a tight, bloody fake smile. She headed over to my bed, and kissed my forehead, and smiled at me as she stroke my cheek. She proceeded to go home after a few moments, leaving me alone, scared, alone and afraid of how this evening would go with my uncle.

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TRIGGER WARNING; this will contain rough shit. I dont recomend people who have gone through abuse of some kind to read this. I warned you so dont blame me for anything.
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"You little fucking piece of shit!" My uncle shouted, turning around, facing the balcony window in my room. He suddenly jerked back around, now facing me and threw the whiskey bottle he had been holding, at me, hitting my in my hip. I felt so much pain as the glass cut through me, but I denied to cry infront of him, to show him how weak I was. He threw the things on my desk off of it and onto the floor. He strode over to me and stroke my chin gently with his rough fingers, making me whimper and close my eyes in fear. He suddenly stopped and speed walked over to my walk in closet and started ripping clothes from my closet and throwing them on the floor until he found a little black dress my mom had gave me before the accident,

"No please dont. please, Ill do anything, just not that dress!" I shouted in fear. As I ran over there and took it from his hold. Hanging it up in my closet again, I felt a pair of hands on my waist and I froze,

"Anything huh? Well thats a kind offer Im willing to take, sweetie" He told me as he started sliding my shirts shoulder off of my shoulder. I took down the dress again slowly, and turned around, from the corner of my eye, I located the jewlery box and my phone. I looked him in the eyes and proceeded with my plan, before It was to late, I had to do something,

"Well that offer doesnt stand any more" I told him before kicking him where the sun doesnt shine, He gripped his jewlery's, and in the meanwhile I ran as fast as I could over to my kind of jewlery and took the jewlery box, and my iphone lying next to it, holding my dress in my hand still and running out my bedroom door and down the stairs, I saw his wallet lying on the table so I grabbed it and headed out to the garage, grabbing the key off of the wall where it hung, I looked at the car key and saw it was the black porsche, I ran ove to it and unlocked the car and proceeded to turned it on, opening the garage with the remote, I saw my uncle sprinting down the stairs inside, so I sped out of the garage, closed it with the remote and drove off.

I was long gone from our house when I started slowing down, I unlocked my Iphone 6 and went to my gps, finding the nearest hospital, I was still bleeding and was in pain, It hurt like shît, I sped off to the nearest hospital, using the directions from my Iphones gps. When I arrrived I told the woman at the desk I had had an accident at home and was gotten help, I was bleeding alot and I was hurried to a doctor, where they told me I needed stitches.

The doctor finished me up and I was all stitched up but still in pain,

"Sweetie would you like me to get you a cab to drive you home? Your in no condition to drive.." The doctor asked me, I couldnt go home.. I had no idea what to do, I wasnt going to spend the night on the streets.. I could go to a hotel though.. but my uncle could easily find me that way...since I would be using his credit card, I doubted he had any cash in his wallet.

"I uhh, I cant go home, I dont have a home?" It sounded more like a question but she seemed to have bought it.

"Well You could stay in the kid department with a 'roomate', but you could get sick from that... Why dont you just come home with me, We have a comfy guest room there.. " She told me, Well that would be nice, I wasnt sure I wanted to get sick from a coughing, sick kid... Not to sound mean or anything..

"That would be nice... If its okay with you I would like to spend the night in that comfy guest room of yours?..." I told her hesitantly,

"Sure, my shift finishes in uhh, a few hours, I could ask my son to come and pick you up?" She asked me, smiling wide,

"Ohh that would be great!" I told her smiling a bit.. She has been so nice to me. Just like Mia she obviously had a big heart. Oh I am going to miss Mia so much.

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I was waiting outside the hospital, sitting on a bench when a cab pulled up,

"Ms. Annebeth?" A young boy called out, probably my age, He turned around and I saw his face. Jaden Whitmore. "Mrs bad boy" of my school. I was shocked that the nice doctor lady was his mother, since all I had heard about him was that he was a player who broke a girls heart on a daily basis, he also had major anger issues had I heard from Lauren, my friend from school, apparently he didnt care about anyone else but himself was what I got told about him at school. I stood up slowly and walked over to him, poking his shoulder and giving him a shy smile,

"Thats me, follow me my car is just around the corner" I told him smiling nervously, as I started walking I soon realised that the doctor was right, I was in no position to drive, because everytime I moved my legs I felt a jabbing pain where I had gotten hit with that bottle,

"Well whats your name shortcake?" He asked me while we walked, shortcake? Seriously, this boy was asking for it.

"Samaya Ella, whats yours tallpie?" I asked him, mocking him with that stupid nickname. Although I already knew his name, and taking the chance of mocking him since he was tall not short and pie was the only word I came up with,

"Jaden Whitmore, shortcake, but then again I think you already knew that" He said having the nerve to wink at me , and smirking. Oh boy.

We walked around the corner and I found my car in a spot near the hospital, I was in a such hurry when I came here I didnt really pay attention to where I parked it. When we reached my car I threw him my keys and glared at him,

"Dont you dare ruin my precious baby or Ill ruin you, Is that clear?" I told him glaring hard at him. If there ended up so much as a scratch on my car, I would ruin him.

"Yeah yeah, I know how to drive.. jeez calm down woman" He said annoyingly, I dont think he realized wich car was mine because he walked to the wrong one, A blue honda... Jeez how stupid can he be, did he not look at the car keys?

"Uhh tallpie, thats not my car.. The black one right next to it is...clock the damn key and unlock it, you'll see." I told him and waited for him at the passenger side.