Noah Valencia is from New York, she has a rough home life but soon moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma where here life completely changes, for the better and for the worse.
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Noah Valencia •Tulsa, Oklahoma•
It's been a few weeks since I've stayed in Tulsa, I always talk to Sodapop everyday after he works. He told me he had a girlfriend so I decided to not shoot my shot to him, so we're just friends. He always talk about his friends and brothers and how crazy and fun they are, I really want to meet them but I'm kinda shy to ask, I'll probably meet them one day.
Lately I've been getting beatings but they aren't that bad, probably cause I lose track of time when I'm with soda and I get home late, but most of the time it's because "I caused my mom to leave" which is not true cause he is the one that made that happen.
I decided to not go to school, I mean I honestly learned enough and I think I'm good and I should worry more about how to survive instead of lie 24:7. Even though every time I see soda I have a new bruise, he always asks what happened but I lie and say I fell ran into something, and he believes me so it's okay.
It was late at night, I didn't talk to Soda today cause I looked kinda bad. I just told him on the phone that I wasn't feeling well. Anyway he had a dinner with Sandy at his house tonight.
I got up from my bed and walked quietly to the kitchen to get a glass of water. It smelled horrible, it smelled like alcohol and cigarettes, but in a bad way. Like I'm used to the smell but this was over the top.
I made one small noise and my dad woke up. Goosebumps ran down my spine, I was terrified what was to come.
"What the fuck are you fucking doing Noah?" My dad slurred as he stood up with a bottle of rum in his hands
"I-I was getting water" I stuttered And stepped back
"Why are you such a fucking slut? You do everything wrong" he threw some rum at me,
"I'm sorry okay, I'll just go back to my room and not bother you" I quickly tried to escape to my room but he grabbed my wrist
"You're just like your mother, weak, worthless, a piece of shit" he pushed me to the wall and grabbed me by the neck "your a little slut that doesn't deserve shit," I couldn't breath
"S-stop" I managed to get out and he let go of me and dropped me on the floor, I started coughing, and trying to gain the air back. Then I felt a kick in the ribs.
"That's for being out late ya hear?!" He yelled and and kept kicking and punching me
