AN: I may have made it seem like the character's sister was lezbian in the last chapter,but she's not(lol) Please review,as soon as your finished. It motivates me t update sooner.
"Hello." I answered the phone without looking at caller I.D.(stupid decision) "
We were in mid game when we heard a loud shot noise. We saw it was an old banged up car making the noise. "Is that the new ghetto mobile?" I joked. As it turned.
After our first game(which I lost) we sat down at a wooden table. "So who's that niner you're all over?" Jack asked. "Her name's Clare,and I'm not all over her." I replied. "Oh,so its Holly J you like. Going for an older woman." He said,laughing at his own joke. "She's dating Declan." I replied."That wasn't a no." "Shut up." I said,and grabbed the basket ball from his hands. I lost our second game too,but not by too much. He had an project due tomorrow,so he had to go. I shot around just a litte bit after he left,then headed to my car. The old banged up car from before drove upto me,and stopped. I took a deep breath when I saw who came out. It was my dad. "Fuck." I whispered underneath my breath. I guess he heard me. "Didn't your parents ever teach you not to swear?" He asked witha cocky smirk. This guy was really pissing me off. "No,they were to busy being low life losers to teach me anything." I snapped. He laughed coldly. "What do you want?" I asked,leaning against my car. "Your mom's claiming I owe her child support." "Okay,not the worst claim in the world." "Well your like amispated,or something. Right?" "For a month now." He lit a cigarette,and took a drag. "Could you hurry this up?"
"Well I need you to sign a few papers for me. Just some legal mumbo jumbo so I don't have to pay your mom anything. He said revealing papers he in his hands. "One condition. You leave me and my sister alone,forever." "Well that's not fair. I would like to be in your sister's life more." I noticed he just said my sister. I knew why too. My sister told me what he would do to her. "No. You sick freak."I snapped. "You leave us both alone,or I won't sign." He had an angry expressionon his face. "Listen you little fucker!" He said getting closer to me. I'll admit I was scared,but I stould my ground. "I just wanted to be nice." "Was it nice what you did her when she was little you sick pervert!" I yelled. "I didn't touch her,so sign these damn papers he said,holding the pen inches away from my face. "No." I said,opening my door with my front still facing my dad. "What the fuck did you say?" "You should have to pay mom. You fucked her up too." Instantly I felt a sharp pain in my abs. My father had stabbed me with the pen. He then swung all his anger at my face. My head slammed into the car,and I was out cold. I woke up with a throbing head. I looked around,and saw I was still at the courts. My stomach felt sore too,but I wasn't dying or anthing. I didn't get up immediatly though. I layed there with my head against my car. I felt pissed,confused,and overall sad at that moment. My birth dad had just beat me,and left me there. I regained my strenth,and got up. My passenger door was open. I assumed my father had taken something from it. I got in,and shut both doors. I opened in the compartment above me,to get my extra set of keys,because I hadn't a clue where my others were. The keys were there,but I was missing something. My emergency money(which was about $100) was gone. My eyes were watery,but I held myself together,and didn't cry. "He fucking robbed me."I let out hitting the steering wheel. I took a deep breath,and started up my car. I walked into my house,and no one was home. My sister must of been out with friends,or studying at the library. I walked into the bathroom,and looked in the mirror. I had swollen black eye. I lifted my shirt,and saw a bruised scar. I didn't think my sister would believe the 'I fell down the stairs' story this time. I went to the kitchen,and got ice for my eye. I layed in the my bed staring at the ceiling. Ice on my face. Memories of my mom's abuse came up. It really sucked,that for 16 years my mom was my biggest bully in life. I went in my closet,and took out my glass pipe,and weed. I didn't think it would cure the pain,but it would sure numb it for a while. I was about to lite my pipe when I accidently stepped on my cats tail. I was startled by her scream,and droped my pipe. It shattered on the floor. Damn! I thought. I needed something,anything to numb what I was feeling. Then I felt liquid on my stomach. The stab mark was bleeding again. That was a lot of damage from just a pen. I opened my medicine cabnit in the bathroom,trying to find a bandaid. Luckily there were plenty. After covering my reopened wound,I went back to shut the cabinit when I saw something I wish I hadn't seen. A razor. I hadn't cut in a long time,and I wasn't going to ruin that(either though I was on the verge of ruining it) I used all my strenth to walk away,and I went to bed.
