As I explained my abusive life to the cops, tears started streaming down my face.

"SERVES HER RIGHT, BITCH!" My mom spat at me.

At that point, I had forgotten all about my tears and sadness. I was beyond pissed.
"How the fuck is it my fault?! I'M NOT THE ONE WHO KILLED DAD! You did, you bastard! ROT IN HELL!"

"IF I'M GOING DOWN, YOU'RE COMING WITH ME!" With that, she ran toward me and started punching and kicking me harder than ever. Probably because she knew this would be the last time she ever got to beat me.

"This doesn't hurt, bitch. I hope you have a good ass time in Hell." Those were my last words I said to her before she was dragged out by the cops and James.

Fuck.... how could she do this?! I don't deserve a life and I'm probably gonna go to a damn orphanage.... No. I can't. Once I get there, I go. Fuck this life, no one wants me here......

Notes

So so so so SO sorry! I haven't updated in a MONTH!
Sorry, been feeling like shit and... yeah .-.
Thanks for, like, not abandoning me lol

-Fallen Angel-

P. S. if you wanna send me an idea or something- i'm up for it lol