Shattered (Urban Story)

Prologue

"Stop!!...please" it was a repeat of last nights events, Shayla creaked her bedroom door open to see her father was once again beating her mothers ass. she wasn't quite sure what this argument was about, she listened to everyword her mother said while her father continued to punch her in the face "im sorry!! please I'm sorry!!" it was the same sentence she said everyday. She'd never once  heard her father say sorry.

They weren't exactly living a happy life her father spent most of his money on his second family, and  there house smelt like piss  most of the time and they had a 3 month eviction notice to leave there two bedroom apartment which was up in  5 days. 

"I should kill your ass didn't i tell you to stay out of my other business" shayla finally figured out what it was about, her mother was snooping around in her fathers second life. "Glen please!! please!!" her mother was losing consciousness by the minute and screaming for her life. Shayla started to feel her eyes water and let out a big bawl, her parents where oblivious to her tears. 

fed up of all the punches and tears shayla ran to the drawers in the middle of the house, took the hand gun out and pulled the trigger before thinking. Everything happened so fast Her father Glen fell face front on her mother "no....no....look what you did". Shayla was confused she thought her mother wanted her father dead after all these years. 

Police sirens started to get clearer from a distance, shayla didn't know what to do she started to panic. She couldn't afford being another one of those kids growing up in the hood just to get locked up. Standing there looking at her mother she had no remorse, she couldn't believe that her mother didn't want this.

Shayla ran to her room grabbed a duffle bag and filled it with clothes, she took one more look at her mother screaming and hesitantly stepped out. She ran down the flight of stairs in her block and had no idea where she was going. 

She saw two male officers walking through the entrance and she held her head down but they immediately stopped her. "Excuse me there was a report of fired shots from his building do you have any idea where they might have come from" one of the officers asked her. She stood silent for a minute then busted out a loud ' no ' and quickly went on her way. It was 1 am on a Friday night and all the prostitutes, dope boys, drug dealers were out on the street. For a minute Shayla felt this tingling feeling at the bottom of her stomach. It Felt good  she thought she could do anything.

Shayla had multiple friends who would probably let her stay over but she didnt like asking for things she liked people knowing she was just OK but really sometimes she needed all the support she could get.