My brothers Matt and Jeff found out that I had been smoking, drinking, and
doing drugs. They found me at a park with my friends and we were smoking
and drinking. They had grabbed my hand and dragged me back home. That's
where we are right now.
"STACY WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?" Matt yelled.
"WHAT DO YOU CARE!" I yelled back.
"I'M SORRY, BUT I DO CARE" He yelled
"Well, DON'T BECAUSE I DON'T CARE" I yelled as I started turn to around to walk upstairs.
"STACY, GET BACK DOWN HERE WE ARE NOT FINISHED TALKING TO YOU." Jeff said sternly
"WELL I AM DONE LISTENING!" I yelled.
I walked up the stairs and into my bed room where I slammed the door. I heard footsteps heading up the stairs. ' Oh great. Just when I thought it was over, here it goes again.' I thought. The door opened up and there was Matt and Jeff looking pissed.
"WE TOLD YOU WE WEREN'T DONE TALKING TO YOU" Jeff yelled
"AND I TOLD YOU I AM THROUGH LISTENING. SO GO AWAY!" I yelled at them.
"WE AIN'T GOING NO WHERE UNTIL YOU SHOW US SOME RESPECT." Matt yelled.
"WHY DON'T YOU SHOW ME SOME RESPECT AND GET THE HELL OUT YOU BASTARD! YOU ARE ALWAYS IN MY BUSINESS. WHY DON'T YOU STAY OUT OF MY LIFE." I yelled at him as tears began to form in my eyes.
"YOU DON'T TALK TO ME THAT WAY" Matt said.
Matt grabbed my arm and dragged me to the bed. He sat down and put my over his lap. I was kicking and screaming. He gave me 3 hard hits on the butt and then rolled me off his legs onto the floor. I looked at him with such hate in my eyes.
" GO AWAY! I NEVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN!" I cried.
" TOUGH LUCK STACY. WE TALKED IT OVER WITH DAD AND YOU'RE MOVING IN WITH ME. SO PACK UP YOUR STUFF AND LET'S GO" MATT YELLED.
"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO. I AM 15 YEARS OLD. IF I DON'T WANNA GO WITH YOU, I DON'T HAVE TOO" I cried.
"MATT YOU GRAB HER THINGS. I WILL TAKE HER TO THE CAR" Jeff said
Matt nodded as he grabbed my small suitcase in the closet and started putting my stuff into it. Jeff on the other hand grabbed me and threw me over his shoulders. I was kicking, screaming, and pounding on his back.
"STACY STOP IT!" Jeff said.
He carried me downstairs. At the end of the stairs was my dad.
"DAD TELL THEM TO LET ME GO" I cried.
"STACY IT'S ONLY FOR A LITTLE WHILE. AT LEAST UNTIL YOU STOP SMOKE, DRINKING, DOING DRUGS, AND HAVING SEX." my dad said.
"SHE'S HAVING SEX TOO? THAT'S IT, STACY WHEN WE GET TO MATT'S YOU ARE NOT COMING OUT OF YOUR ROOM" Jeff said.
I cried hard and I just went limp. Jeff put me in the car and Matt put my stuff in the back of the car. Matt went into the driver's seat while Jeff sat it back with me. I just sat there and cried. I laid my head on the window and closed my eyes thinking this was all a bad dream. Before I knew it I was asleep. When we arrived at Matt's house, they saw I had cried myself to sleep. Matt got my bag and Jeff picked me up and carried me into the guest room which was now going to be my room. Matt put my suitcase in there with me. They went back down stairs to talk.
"Dad informed me tonight, not only is she smoking, drinking, and doing drugs, she is also having sex." Jeff informed Matt.
"WHAT! Are you serious?"
"Yea...So what's the plan? What are we going to do?"
" Well we'll keep her in her room until she stops back talking. She can't listen to music, can't watch TV, or anything until she learns some respect then we'll let her out and give her back her privileges."
"Sounds like a plan"
"No giving in though. I know you always give in. So no giving in"
"Gotcha! Well I am going to go. Call me if there is any problems. If not I will see ya'll tommorrow."
" Ok Bye bro"
They hugged and Jeff left. Matt went upstairs and checked up on me. He then went to bed. Morning came. It was now 8 o'clock. Matt woke up and checked on me. I was still asleep. Matt then took a shower. When he was done he went downstairs and cooked breakfast. DING DONG! Matt went to answer the door. It was Jeff.
"Hey man! How are ya?" Matt exclaimed
"Good under the circumstances. How are you?" Jeff asked.
"Same. I was just cooking breakfast. Ya want some?"
"Did you burn it?"
"Nope not this time."
"Ok then I will have some."
"Do me a favor and see if Stacy is awake and if so does she want any."
Jeff went upstairs and opened up the door. I had the window open with the screen open too. I was sitting on the window ledge listening to my CD player that I had in my suitcase already before Matt put some clothes in there. Jeff walked over and took off my head phone and took away my CD player.
"That's mine!" I said as I tried to grab it back.
"No music, phone, TV, no nothing until you get your act together" Jeff said.
"THAT ISN'T FAIR" I screamed as I got madder.
"WELL LIFE ISN'T FAIR STACY! NOW GET DOWN STAIRS AND EAT BREAKFAST."
"I'M NOT HUNGRY! JUST GET OUT AND STAY OUT! I HATE YOU!"
Jeff looked at me one more time and then left. I just sat there crying while looking out the window. Jeff went down stairs and into the kitchen.
" What was all the yelling about?" Matt asked
" Oh Stacy was mad cuz I took her CD player away" Jeff sighed.
"That girl" Matt sighed as he handed Jeff a plate.
"I just want to hold her and tell her everything will be alright"
"I know bro, but we have to be strong. We have to show her that this life of hers will get her no where"
"I know, I know. Do you know what she said to me?"
" What bro?" Matt asked
" She said she hates me. I made her hate me"
"She doesn't mean it bro." Matt comforted. " She's just angry and confused, that's all"
"Maybe."
Jeff and Matt ate and talked about me. While I was upstairs and crying I reliezed I needed a cigarriete. I remembered my brothers took them when I was at the park. I took out my cell phone and called my boyfriend. He said he was going to drop off some cigarettes, lighters, and beer off in an hour. He was going to climb he tree and give them to me through my window. I then decided to call dad and change his mind and let me come home.
"Hello?" my dad answered.
"Dad, it's me." I said
"Stacy?"
"Dad please let me come home. Please!" I cried.
"Stacy I can't let you do that"
"Why not daddy? Don't you love me anymore?"
"Babygirl you know I love you, but it is for the best"
"I don't see how"
"You will one day Stacy. Can I talk to your brothers?"
"They are down stairs eating."
"Can you go get them?"
"I am not allowed to leave this room dad"
"Well then how did you get the phone?"
"It's my cellphone daddy"
"Oh ok...well i got to go sweetie. Get better and then you can come home"
Then he hung up. I put my cellphone in my pants and just sat there thinking. My dad then called Matt's phone and told him about my cellphone. He was pissed off. He came upstairs with Jeff.
"Stacy, give it to me" Matt said.
"Give you what" I asked.
"Give me your cell phone" Matt said
"NO! ITS MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT" I yelled.
"STACY!!!" Jeff yelled.
I tried to run out of the room, but Jeff got me by the arm.
"STACY WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?" Matt yelled.
"WHAT DO YOU CARE!" I yelled back.
"I'M SORRY, BUT I DO CARE" He yelled
"Well, DON'T BECAUSE I DON'T CARE" I yelled as I started turn to around to walk upstairs.
"STACY, GET BACK DOWN HERE WE ARE NOT FINISHED TALKING TO YOU." Jeff said sternly
"WELL I AM DONE LISTENING!" I yelled.
I walked up the stairs and into my bed room where I slammed the door. I heard footsteps heading up the stairs. ' Oh great. Just when I thought it was over, here it goes again.' I thought. The door opened up and there was Matt and Jeff looking pissed.
"WE TOLD YOU WE WEREN'T DONE TALKING TO YOU" Jeff yelled
"AND I TOLD YOU I AM THROUGH LISTENING. SO GO AWAY!" I yelled at them.
"WE AIN'T GOING NO WHERE UNTIL YOU SHOW US SOME RESPECT." Matt yelled.
"WHY DON'T YOU SHOW ME SOME RESPECT AND GET THE HELL OUT YOU BASTARD! YOU ARE ALWAYS IN MY BUSINESS. WHY DON'T YOU STAY OUT OF MY LIFE." I yelled at him as tears began to form in my eyes.
"YOU DON'T TALK TO ME THAT WAY" Matt said.
Matt grabbed my arm and dragged me to the bed. He sat down and put my over his lap. I was kicking and screaming. He gave me 3 hard hits on the butt and then rolled me off his legs onto the floor. I looked at him with such hate in my eyes.
" GO AWAY! I NEVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN!" I cried.
" TOUGH LUCK STACY. WE TALKED IT OVER WITH DAD AND YOU'RE MOVING IN WITH ME. SO PACK UP YOUR STUFF AND LET'S GO" MATT YELLED.
"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO. I AM 15 YEARS OLD. IF I DON'T WANNA GO WITH YOU, I DON'T HAVE TOO" I cried.
"MATT YOU GRAB HER THINGS. I WILL TAKE HER TO THE CAR" Jeff said
Matt nodded as he grabbed my small suitcase in the closet and started putting my stuff into it. Jeff on the other hand grabbed me and threw me over his shoulders. I was kicking, screaming, and pounding on his back.
"STACY STOP IT!" Jeff said.
He carried me downstairs. At the end of the stairs was my dad.
"DAD TELL THEM TO LET ME GO" I cried.
"STACY IT'S ONLY FOR A LITTLE WHILE. AT LEAST UNTIL YOU STOP SMOKE, DRINKING, DOING DRUGS, AND HAVING SEX." my dad said.
"SHE'S HAVING SEX TOO? THAT'S IT, STACY WHEN WE GET TO MATT'S YOU ARE NOT COMING OUT OF YOUR ROOM" Jeff said.
I cried hard and I just went limp. Jeff put me in the car and Matt put my stuff in the back of the car. Matt went into the driver's seat while Jeff sat it back with me. I just sat there and cried. I laid my head on the window and closed my eyes thinking this was all a bad dream. Before I knew it I was asleep. When we arrived at Matt's house, they saw I had cried myself to sleep. Matt got my bag and Jeff picked me up and carried me into the guest room which was now going to be my room. Matt put my suitcase in there with me. They went back down stairs to talk.
"Dad informed me tonight, not only is she smoking, drinking, and doing drugs, she is also having sex." Jeff informed Matt.
"WHAT! Are you serious?"
"Yea...So what's the plan? What are we going to do?"
" Well we'll keep her in her room until she stops back talking. She can't listen to music, can't watch TV, or anything until she learns some respect then we'll let her out and give her back her privileges."
"Sounds like a plan"
"No giving in though. I know you always give in. So no giving in"
"Gotcha! Well I am going to go. Call me if there is any problems. If not I will see ya'll tommorrow."
" Ok Bye bro"
They hugged and Jeff left. Matt went upstairs and checked up on me. He then went to bed. Morning came. It was now 8 o'clock. Matt woke up and checked on me. I was still asleep. Matt then took a shower. When he was done he went downstairs and cooked breakfast. DING DONG! Matt went to answer the door. It was Jeff.
"Hey man! How are ya?" Matt exclaimed
"Good under the circumstances. How are you?" Jeff asked.
"Same. I was just cooking breakfast. Ya want some?"
"Did you burn it?"
"Nope not this time."
"Ok then I will have some."
"Do me a favor and see if Stacy is awake and if so does she want any."
Jeff went upstairs and opened up the door. I had the window open with the screen open too. I was sitting on the window ledge listening to my CD player that I had in my suitcase already before Matt put some clothes in there. Jeff walked over and took off my head phone and took away my CD player.
"That's mine!" I said as I tried to grab it back.
"No music, phone, TV, no nothing until you get your act together" Jeff said.
"THAT ISN'T FAIR" I screamed as I got madder.
"WELL LIFE ISN'T FAIR STACY! NOW GET DOWN STAIRS AND EAT BREAKFAST."
"I'M NOT HUNGRY! JUST GET OUT AND STAY OUT! I HATE YOU!"
Jeff looked at me one more time and then left. I just sat there crying while looking out the window. Jeff went down stairs and into the kitchen.
" What was all the yelling about?" Matt asked
" Oh Stacy was mad cuz I took her CD player away" Jeff sighed.
"That girl" Matt sighed as he handed Jeff a plate.
"I just want to hold her and tell her everything will be alright"
"I know bro, but we have to be strong. We have to show her that this life of hers will get her no where"
"I know, I know. Do you know what she said to me?"
" What bro?" Matt asked
" She said she hates me. I made her hate me"
"She doesn't mean it bro." Matt comforted. " She's just angry and confused, that's all"
"Maybe."
Jeff and Matt ate and talked about me. While I was upstairs and crying I reliezed I needed a cigarriete. I remembered my brothers took them when I was at the park. I took out my cell phone and called my boyfriend. He said he was going to drop off some cigarettes, lighters, and beer off in an hour. He was going to climb he tree and give them to me through my window. I then decided to call dad and change his mind and let me come home.
"Hello?" my dad answered.
"Dad, it's me." I said
"Stacy?"
"Dad please let me come home. Please!" I cried.
"Stacy I can't let you do that"
"Why not daddy? Don't you love me anymore?"
"Babygirl you know I love you, but it is for the best"
"I don't see how"
"You will one day Stacy. Can I talk to your brothers?"
"They are down stairs eating."
"Can you go get them?"
"I am not allowed to leave this room dad"
"Well then how did you get the phone?"
"It's my cellphone daddy"
"Oh ok...well i got to go sweetie. Get better and then you can come home"
Then he hung up. I put my cellphone in my pants and just sat there thinking. My dad then called Matt's phone and told him about my cellphone. He was pissed off. He came upstairs with Jeff.
"Stacy, give it to me" Matt said.
"Give you what" I asked.
"Give me your cell phone" Matt said
"NO! ITS MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT" I yelled.
"STACY!!!" Jeff yelled.
I tried to run out of the room, but Jeff got me by the arm.