"You worthless piece of crap, do you really think anyone actually cares what you say?"

"If you tell them I'll kill you"

"Just shut up and take it like a man"

"How can such a weak piece of garbage make such noise, shut your crap hole before I tape it shut"

"How could you accuse the man who has helped our family so much of such a thing?! Your father will be hearing about this."

"You lying, conniving, stealing, filthy little bitch. Never say that again, if you do I'll kill you. I outta kill you right now..."

The beatings never stopped... Throughout my whole childhood, all I remember is pain... Hiding the cuts and bruises from the teachers, not that they cared much. If it wasn't my parents, it was my mother's "friend". I was smart enough to know that when my mom left to go to "Women's Club" she was spending the night with Micheal Nickolich. And Micheal Nickolich forced me to spend a few hours of pure torture and agony at his house every Saturday. Disguising it as "Tutor Mike Time". I've never hated someone as much as I hated him. Didn't he get enough with my mom the pimp? Or did he just like seeing my face contort with shear agony, and my legs writhe in pain? My throat go raw from screaming?

My body jerked into a sitting position as I awoke suddenly, dripping in sweat, I haven't had that dream since my parent killed each other...

Its hard to forget, but I had managed to just fine. Until now. "Rave, we gotta get to the tree house. I wanna introduce you to the guys!" Ah, Gordon Lachance. My only living cousin, how nice. He's taking me to meet his gang. I am NOT looking forward to this. "Ok ok, I'm coming, just let me shower!" I yelled at him through the door of the guest room. "TMI Rave, I didn't need to know that." Wow... "You didn't have to imagine that, go away you perv!" Why are these sheets floral print? Doesn't my aunt know I'm not girly? Whatever, I'll ask if a she can change them later. Right now I have priorities.

What's taking her so long? I did hear her screaming, but the door was locked, so all I could do was scream back through the oak door. Raven. I haven't seen her since... well, since ever. We were just baby's when her dad lost their house and had to move to Chicago. Must be rough having to live in the hood your whole life... Finally my last cousin stepped out of her room, with her long, thick RAVEN hair hanging lose to the middle of her back. Her flow-y hair contrasted greatly with her deep sapphire eyes. "Finally, I was beginning to think you had drowned. Oh, and you should tie that up" I advised her, being the great guy I am, "the guys seem to have a thing with pulling girls hair..." My thoughts drifted back to mid-December, when Teddie pulled a whole braid off of Jenny Climber's head. There was blood all over, it was wicked cool, but at the same time we all felt bad afterwards... "Ok, I can do that." She responded, snapping me out of my visual recollection of past events. My head snapped in her general direction as she pulled her hair into a tight bun on the back of her head. "Ya think this'll be ok?" Her soft voice called out as she walked past me, out the door and onto the sidewalk. "Are we goin' or not, cuz I still have some unpacking to do!" Geez, she doesn't like to wait, does she? "Uh, yeah, but you don't know the way, so let me lead." The look of utter annoyance on her face was something I've gotten relatively used to, even though she only first came three days ago. "Your a real dipshit, ya know that? And thank you for stating the obvious. I just got here, of course I don't know the way." The sarcasm was literally dripping from her voice as she spoke. "Ok, then let's go." I responded simply as I started for me and my friends usual meeting place.

Hey guys! This is a bit... darker... than what I usually write... sorry if anyone was offended in any way. Hope you liked it!

Thank you El for reviewing, over 700 words, just for you! *Insert smiley face here*

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For every review I get, I'll add 400 words to the next chapter, along with whatever I was going to write originally.

See you next chapter!

~ A.