Life of Dakota

*Andy's POV*

I stood here for nearly half an hour. Why is she taking so long to pack? Has something happened to her? Something really bad could be happening right now. I gasp then dash into the Vanderwood's house. I arrive in the hallway. Then I can hear screeches and shouts. "YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOT! YOU HEAR ME!" shouts a voice. No, it can't be. I run upstairs to where I can hear the shouts. I stop at a door? To the attic I'm guessing? I crouched down and peeped through the gap of the door. My eyes burned with fury. How can they do this to her?! What should I do?! She's been knocked out too by the looks of it. I run back down the stairs then back outside. Dug through my pockets and fished out my phone. I dial 911 then ring the police.

I called the police and told them the address. I run back in then burst into the room. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO HER?!" I screamed. "GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE. THIS IS TRESPASSING!" shrieked Perry. "LEAVE DAKOTA ALONE! SHE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING TO YOU. SHE DOESN'T DESERVE ALL THIS!" I shouted. "YES SHE DOES. SHE'S A FUCKING WHORE WHO DRESSES IN BLACK LIKE YOU!" Shelby shouted. "SHE'S A WHORE?! YOU'RE A FUCKING SLUT!" I shouted back. "This is all your fault Andrew." Shaun said whilst tutting and shaking his head. "MY FAULY HOW IS THIS MY FAULT. IT'S ALL OF YOUR FAULT. FOR NOT TREATING HER RIGHT!" I screeched clenching my fists. Shaun's face grew red with anger. "GET OUT OR I'M CALLING THE POLICE!" he demanded. "Too late the police have already been called... FOR YOU." I spat out. They better come soon.

Notes