1 Chapter 8

When Matt and Amy woke up they smiled at eachother. "Was this right to you?" Matt asked. "Perfect," she replied back kissing the tip of his nose. "Now, all I'm worried about is Bailey," he said sadly. "You really do care about her, don't you?" Amy asked sincerely. "Yeah. I have a feeling that she is related to me, I don't know why though," he said shrugging.

Amy shrugged as well and got up to take a shower.

:: Samantha's house ::

Bailey woke up to the sound of screeching. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and walked downstairs. There, Samantha was making what she called "breakfast." She was cutting up old bananas and pouring expired milk. Bailey made a disgusted face but walked up to her. "Hi Mommy," Bailey said. "What the hell do you want?" Samantha asked meanly. Bailey widened her eyes. Samantha realized she was supposed to be getting Bailey to like her and not Matt. "I mean, what can I do for you sweetie?" she asked sweetly. "I left all my clothes and toys at Mommy's...I mean Amy's house," Bailey said. "Forget about all of that crap, I'll get you better toys and clothes," Samantha said. The doorbell suddenly rang. Samantha opened the door and put on a snotty look when she saw it was Amy. Bailey also walked up and gave her a mean look. "Umm...I'm sorry to bother you guys, but here are Bailey's clothes and toys," Amy said politely. Samantha grabbed them and threw them across the room. "Well, can I speak to Bailey for a few minutes?" Amy asked. "No. Get out of my house," Samantha screamed. "Wait Wait," Bailey said as she ran to where her toys were. She got out her Matt and Amy dolls and walked up to Amy. "Yep, I brought them, cause I knew they were your favorite," Amy said smiling. Bailey smiled and then frowned. She shoved the dolls in Amy's face and ripped their heads off. She then threw the dolls out the door. Amy could feel tears welling up. Samantha smirked at Amy. "I hate you Amy. Like my mommy said, get out of my house," Bailey screamed. "What are you telling her Samantha?" Amy asked. "I'm teaching her that you don't hang out with bitches like you," Samantha said laughing. "Oh that's a good one...ha ha ha," Amy said sarcastically. "I saw you and Matt last night. You two seemed very happy," Samantha said. "Yeah, you guys don't even care about me," Bailey yelled. "Of course we do Bailey," Amy said softly.

"My daughter isn't going to be around with you. You're a bitch that can't get none and when you finally do its with a fat ass bastard," Samantha said laughing. Anger rose through Amy's body. She raised her fist and punched Samantha in the face. Samantha flew backwards. Her nose was already bloody. Samantha screamed at her and then charged. She tackled Amy hard. They rolled around on the ground fighting. Bailey on the other hand ran up to her room and slammed the door. After a couple of punches, Samantha was the one laying on the floor hurt. Amy smiled at her.

"If you want some more ass kicking, don't hesitate to ask," Amy said as she wiped the blood off her lip. She turned around and a fist hit her in the face. She immediately was seeing stars. She looked up to see Jason. He picked her up and threw her out.

"If you want an ass kicking, don't hesitate to ask," Jason mimicked. He slammed the door shut. Tears were falling down her cheeks as she got in the car.

:: Amy's house::

She opened the door hurt, both inside and out. Matt gasped when he saw her. "Amy, what happened?" he asked shocked. Crying she screamed, "Bailey hates us Matt, she hates us!