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I'm always told that I'll always be a screw up and will piss everyone off at the wrong times...People say I'll never be good enough and its the same thing everyday no matter what. My dad died two years ago and my brother was accused,his name is Isaac Lahey. Isaac is living with his friend Scott McCall while I'm living with the parents of our dad who hate Isaac and I because they think Isaac and I killed him and Will our grandfather beats me because I talk when I'm not supposed to plus always being sarcastic. We didn't something or some else did and I think Isaac knows who did though. Even though,I'm living with them it's the same thing everyday,wake up,eat,brush my teeth,cover up the scars&bruises,drive my car to school,go home,try to hide somewhere,get hit for trying to hide,do the same thing the next day. But today its different because I've been feeling weird since I got this weird mark from this blind guy one day in the grocery store. I hear them coming upstairs I have to go! Help me please..
Dylan
Will barges in,slams the door shut and looks at Dylan who's sitting down on her bed under the covers."I know you are under there Dylan. Come out now"he says with an angry tone. Dylan slowly gets up wearing her pajamas and walks to him,he glares."Dylan,you and your stupid brother of yours are the reason my son isn't here at this moment" Dylan shakes her head."No we didn't have anything to do with that it was someone else"Will gets angered by that and he grabs Dylan's arm in a tight grip."You don't speak unless I say so okay little girl?"He says gritting his teeth. She nods and he lets go of her arm leaving a hand shaped bruise on it. "Time to eat let's go"He says walking out and down the stairs,slamming her door. She nods and looks at her arm,blinking back tears and goes downstairs sitting at the table. Jezebel walks out the kitchen with two plates of different foods and three plates,almost slamming the plate in front of Dylan. Will and Jezebel both put food on their plate,eating while Dylan puts some food on her plate,looking down and eats. Will stops eating and drinks his beer,looking at Dylan."You shouldn't have been born you know? If that stupid mother of yours wasn't opening her legs for every man she seen." Dylan looks at him."My mother wasn't a slut and she was with one man if you must know. Plus she's not the one abusing her daughter nope she died a year after I was born,leaving that monster of a man my dad to watch Isaac and I while Camden was off in combat,dying at that." She said standing up and glares at him. Will looks up and puts his drink down,standing up and grabs Dylan's arm."You made a big mistake doing that" he says gripping her arm tight and drags her to the basement,throwing her down. She hits the ground,groaning and holds her arm glaring at him. "You need to learn to keep your mouth shut for now on and don't talk back unless I say so understood?" he says yanking her up and she pulls her arm away. "I understand perfectly along with the fact that your a-" she gets cut off by Will punching her in the face."Don't even finish that sentence because you'll be here all night with no food"hey says laughing and knees her in the stomach while her eyes tear up and she gasps. Will walks out,slamming the door and locking it so she can't get out. She sighs and looks out the window,looking at the sky wiping some tears away and lays down.