CHapter Twelve

Scott drove as fast as he could, within reason. That within reason got him a speeding ticket. "C'mon man, I was 10 about the max!" Scott argued. "Sorry. Pay up or be in court." He said, handed the ticket to Scott and walked off. "Fuck!" Scott yelled as they were driving. Kristin moved over to the door as much as she could.

***Flashback***

8-year-old Kristin's dad reached her and slapped her face then put his hand back on the steering wheel. THey were on their way home from a play at Kristin's school. She had missed a line, and her dad was furious. "How could you forget a line? You had TEN LINES! Ten lines, for goodness sakes! How stupid are you?" He screamed and threw a shoe at her. What was a shoe doing in the car? She wondered. She grabbed her face and struggled back the tears. Suddenly there were police lights behind them. "Fuck! Look what you made me do!" He growled and pulled over. "Hi, off-Shawnie?" Her dad cried. She groaned inside. It was one of her dad's friends. THey were the reason she wasn't out of the hell hole.

"Sorry I was speeding man, I just dropped something. You know how it goes." "Yeah. What's wrong with Kristin?" He asked. Kristin hadn't been able to hold bakc her tears and now they were streaming down her face. "SHe got in trouble now she's upset. Her mother has spoiled her beyond reasoning." "I understand. Stevie's mom spoils him." "Oh. Well, I better get going. IN trouble?" "Naw...just be careful. Bye." He said. Kristin's dad went off.

***at the house***

"How dare you CRY, you little baby!" He screamed and threw her against the wall. "You're a soft bitch!" He screamed, punching her. "PLease stop!" She begged, sinking down to the floor. Her dad kicked her twice then stomped off.

***End of flashback***

They drove into the drive way at 4:50. "Damn...dad's home early!" Scott groaned. THey jumped out of the car and ran for the house. Martin and Elaine greeted them. "Well, it's nice that you'd decide to join us!" Martin said sarcastically. "Um...anytime," Scott said, squirming. "SCOTT BARRINGER! I'm TIRED of this...and you, Kristin, you're walking on thin ice, kiddo," Martin yelled. "Don't call me kiddo!" Kristin retorted. "What?" "DON'T...CALL...ME..KIDDO!" She screamed. "Both of you'll go to your room NOW. And pack your bags. You're leaving today. You're presents will be air mailed to you." Martin said. "What?" Kristin cried. "Martin I think that's harsh-" "Elaine, please," Martin said.

Kristin got tears in her eyes. "I thought you cared. But I guess you're just like everyone else, huh?" She asked and ran up the stairs. Scott looked at his dad with hate. "I can't believe you." He said and ran after Kristin.