My father massaged his forehead as he and mother walked into the room.
"Would you people stop calling me that?" I snapped. I hated when they used that name.
"I gave you that name, I will use it!" My Mother protested. I just huffed and rest my back on the couch.
"We told you there would be consequences if you went to another party! You have done this to yourself!" My father spoke sternly.
"What the hell are you taking about?" I asked, reasoning my voice.
"Vanessa, we are sending you to Styles Manor." My mother sighed. What the actual fuck is that?
"What's that?" I asked, sitting up from my slouched position.
"It's an institution for troubled girls. We read the reviews on the Internet and it seems perfectly safe. You will only be there for a year." My father explained. What? They are sending me away?
"You are kicking me out? You can't just send off your problems!" I yelled.
"We aren't kicking you out. Your just moving away for a year. That's all. Think of it as going to a camp." My mother smiled. That bitch.
"Fucking unbelievable." I muttered. I ran my hand through my hair.
"We talked to Mr. Styles. You won't need to pack anything. They have stuff for you there. Two men will be by to pick you up tomorrow. Now get to bed." My father pointed upstairs.
I picked up my clutch and walked by my parents. I harshly bumped shoulders with my mother on the way. Once I got to the stairs, I bolted up them and to my room.
Fucking unbelievable. My parents make me so mad. I just want to bash their heads in sometimes.
I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a tank top and pajama shorts. I slipped them on and jumped in bed.
PS: The deal about her name is that her real name is Vanessa but she doesn't like that name. Her nickname is Nessa.
Later babes
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Bad Girl HS
Fanfiction"From what I've heard, you been a Bad Girl. Haven't you?" I heard is rough voice in my ear. His lips barely touching my ear when he talked.
