Waiting to exhale ~5

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Imana pov

I drop the glass of juice i had in my hand......

"IMANAAAAA"!! my dad screams.

"daddy please, please not right here in front of everybody" i start to cry.

I could tell he's drunk just by the way he slurred his words. He should have been out with his friend anthony.

"w-what's going on here"? katherine comes down stairs.

"this is my daughter and she needs to come with me NOW"! he shouts

He walks over to me hiding behind michael. And pushes him to get to me.

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM"!!jackie stands up.

He punches jackie in the eye, causing janet and randy to scream.

"everybody just calm down please calm down"!! katherine starts to cry.

He pulls my arm dragging me out the house.

"YOU WANNA BE A LITTLE SLUT!!!HUH"??? he yells in my face

"no daddy please just stop" i cry, wanting somebody or something to help me.

"Sir, just let her stay here for awhile we'll keep her safe" katherine and the others come to the door.

He throws me in the truck, " this concerns none of you"! he gets in truck pulling off into the night.

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I limp to the bathroom, down the dark hallway.

I look in the mirror examining my bruises and cuts.

He gave me a black eye , a cut in my lip, and bruises all over my face , thighs , and arms.

Why did this have to be me? Am a slut? Did i deserve this? Was it my fault? Why doesn't he love me? Why does he embarrass me? Do i do it to myself?

These are all the things i thought to myself as i stared into the mirror.

Then i felt something wet dripping from my shorts.

I looked down and brung my hand up.

Is this...Blood?

That's the only thing i remember before i passed out on my bathroom floor.






















 


 



































































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