Jade West: Complicated
Chapter 4
Hi! This is the 4th chapter of my story. It is weird and so am I. I have been getting a lot of reviews and they make me happy so yeah, REVIEW! Thank you to princess-warrior 17 for reviewing ever chapter so far and giving me inspiration for my Seddie story (read it if you like Seddie). Here we go.
Jade's POV
It starts to drizzle with rain, which soon turns into pouring. It's freezing so I jump off my tree and start to head home. I'm scared of what my dad could do to me for being so late. What if he hurts my baby? Oh god, I'm going crazy. A few hours ago I wanted to kill the poor myself and now I have tears in my eyes just thinking about it. I could never get an abortion, and I am not going to let my dad near her either.
Yeah, I know I said her. I have this crazy feeling that my baby will be a girl. It's stupid to assume when there is a 50:50 chance. But I know she will be a girl. I don't know how, I just do.
I can't go home because I know my dad will hurt me, like he always does. It's even worse when I do something wrong, like being late, which I am. Once, he broke 2 of my ribs. I hated lying to the hospital that I had fallen down stairs. I always hated lying when I was 9 years old. As I got older, it got worse. He was more violent and drunk then he had ever been. He would lock me in the basement and chain me to the wall. He would whip me with his belt and slice me with his knife, almost killing me. He would leave me down there for days. He would give me dirty water and mouldy bread, saying he didn't want me to die just yet because how else would he relieve his anger?
I decide to go to the only place I felt at home.
I crouch down by the side of the silver RV and rest my head on the cold metal. I would never go inside. No-one even knows I'm here. But it's still more comforting than home. It is still raining, but at least I am at peace. I was getting bored of the tree and lake anyway.
Suddenly, a rustle comes from the bushes. I quickly dart round to the back of the RV so whoever is coming doesn't see me. I can't face anyone at the moment, especially Beck. I hear footsteps, then the RV door slamming. It must have been Beck. I wonder why he is out so late. I move round to the side of the RV because I can't find a comfy position behind. I hear more footsteps but this time, whoever it is sees me.
This person is wearing 8" heels, a low cut, tight, ripped dress and she looked like a total slut. Wait, did Beck hire a prostitute? No. this person is Tori Vega.