Chapter 11 Broken
Brit sat on the couch at home, staring at the blank T.V. Her and Mary(Got discharged two days ago, but Joey didn't) were the only ones home. Dominique was in the jail, for knowing about Kevin and verbally abusing Mary, while Bree was trying to get her out of jail.
Flashback
"I don't care what your Mother told you! I said to be home at eight and you weren't!" Kevin screamed, pushing Brit against the front door and slapping her across the face.
"I'm sorry, where is my Mom?" She nervously asked, her whole body shaking.
"Where do you think she is. Shopping with my money. Like she always does!" Kevin furiously screamed. He slapped Brit across the face again. She winced in pain, only making him angrier. After he punched her stomach, she slid down the wall in pain.
Brit snapped back to reality, when the front door opened. Bree walked inside with an unreadable expression. "Mom is staying in jail."
"She deserves it." Brit serenely spoke, holding back her tears.
"Our Mother was just put in jail, for no reason and you're just going to sit here!" Bree uncontrollably yelled.
"She might as well abused Mary too! Mary never did anything wrong and she was always yelling at her. She knew Kevin was abusing Mary and she didn't do anything about it! And she treated us terrible too! She never did anything for us!"
"Yeah, that is why she bought everything we wanted." Bree tried making a point, but Brit had her points too.
"Are you kidding me! Giving us money is not caring for us! It probably isn't even her money! She deserves all of this! She is a terrible person!"
"You're just angry because Mom liked me more." Bree raised an eyebrow.
"Oh my gosh! You just don't get it! This is the real world. You can't just keep living in a fantasy." Brit let her tears go and ran upstairs to her room. Mary, who heard the entire fight from her room, walked downstairs to make sure everything was ok. She found Bree sitting on the couch crying. She sat down next her.
"Are you ok?"
"Does it look like I'm ok?" Bree snapped with attitude. "Why don't you leave me alone, or go clean or something?"
"Why don't you stop acting like a spoiled brat?" Mary raised her eyebrows. "Bree I know you have a good side. Everyone does, but you have to show that side. Why do you have to be so mean? Is it fun or something?"
"No, but... Well..... I'm not sure."
"Exactly. The only thing you're receiving is hate, which is a terrible thing. If everyone showed a little bit of kindness, the world would be a better place. I believe it could start a chain reaction. But then again that's just my theory." Mary stood up and went back upstairs. She walked into Brit's room, which was surprisingly unlocked. Brit was lying on her floor unconscious.
"Somebody help! Call 911!" Mary yelled.
Sorry it is short. I'd like to thank everyone who gave me idea's. They were very helpful. I hope you enjoyed it and I'm sorry I took so long to update!
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