Falling

I opened my eyes, wondering why everything hurt so much...then i remebered what happened. I couldn't move my jaw without it hurting, so i sat up as cautiously as i could, my head reeling threatening me to black out - but i didnt, i was awoken from my thoughts by a loud bellowing from downstairs.

"BLAISE, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE YOU STUPID WHORE! I'M WARNING YOU, YOU STUPID CUNT DOWN HERE NOW!!!" i heard my father scream at me. i better not disobey, god knows what he would do to me. i practically ran down the steps forcing my aching body each step, each bringing a wave of new agony. i made sure to stay a careful distance from him as his rage seeped out. "I have had it up to here with your ignorant ways, " he shouted, gesturing at the top of his head. " I have sacrificed everything for you, and all you do is sit upstairs with that stupid phone day after day listening to the same old shit you call music!" he continued, spit fyling from his mouth in his horrible tirade. " We buy you nice clothes, your stupid expensive make-up, clothes and food and this is how you repay us? Well i ain't taking it no more!" He continued.

"From now on, you fend for yourself, got it?! Here!" he thrusted a small amount of money in my hands. " $100 to buy whatever you need, you ain't ever coming back here! i have banished you from this house and this area. Go pack your stupid bags you worthless cow and get out of my house!!!" He screamed shoving me against the wall.

Silent tears rolled down my face as i packed my clothes into a small case, packing away my existance in this family. I picked up my ticket for the Warped tour, and tucked it safely in my pocket. I gathered all the money i could find in my room and stowed it away with the $100 dollars he gave me and left the house, my fathers cold eyes boring holes in the back of my head.

Shaken, cold, hungry, i didnt know where to go. I certainly could'nt go to Kayla's, my dad hated her and her family. Besides we lived so close to each other, i would practically see my dad every day anyway. I had to leave to somewhere he would never find me.

I walked for hours on end, hauling my small suitcase behind me. i stopped in a deseted alleyway and sat on the sidewalk, my head in my hands, softly crying about every little thing my dad said to me. I slept a cold and hard sleep on the sidewalk right in the middle of the alleyway, using my jacket and suitcase as a bed. Little did i know that it wasn't going to be where i woke up the next morning..........

Notes

Sooooo, that just happened.... can't wait to find out what happens next??? go on read ahead!!! New chapter soon XOXO

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