My little angel

I was walking home from school after my friends had told me to "be safe" "don't talk to strangers" and after hugs, because it was around fall break. I had just hoped that my dad wasn't drunk. But i didn't know and i really didn't care at this point. I plugged in my earbuds and listened to counting stars. I started humming to the song. When i walked into the door the awful stench filled my nose.
" where is our money you said you would pay this week and now your asking for one more day? Not gonna happen," an unfamiliar voice said.
i walk in the door and saw five guys and one girl.
Their attention turns to me.
"who are you?" One of them asked
" my daughter." My dad said.
one of them was staring at my cheek. Great. I had a cut on my cheek for being my clumsy self and the bruise on my cheek was from my dad had slapped me this morning , because well i really don't know.
"what happened to your cheek?" The same one asked.
" I got into a fight at school." I lied which wasn't completely true
" what happened?"
"Some one tried to punch me and i punched him back he wound up passing out because he didn't like the sight of blood and at lunch my friend was playing with a knife and it hit me on the check."
"nice."
"yeah i guess"
"whats your name?"
"jazzy"
"we'll take her"
"what?'' my dad had asked
"she can be your payment" he had said. On the outside i acted like i was scarred but on the inside i was really happy i could leave this place.
"take her." My dad had said i wasn't shocked at all i stood there with a straight face
"wait what.?" The guy had asked he turned to me and turned backed to my dad. I smirked. I would've been shocked if he had said no.
" i said take her."
"why?"
"First off i never get to see that piece of sh** ever again. Secondly i don't have to worry about her any more." He said and with that a slight laugh came out of my mouth.
"lets go i dont wanna be in the same house again . Oh and dad thank you for letting me go and when you bring women home every night ill never have to hear them scream and ill never have to see your sh.**** face ever again b****
"well its settled lets go" one of them said
"i have to get somethings thing."
and i ran to my room and grabbed my favorite picture frame. From my mom on the front was me and my little sister jamey. On the back it said. I will forever love you my little princess and my little angel. She had always called me angel. And jamey her princes. I i felt a tear slip from my eye and quickly shut it in my suitcase and grabbed my t shirts and jeans i grabbed my razor and my toothbrush toothpaste and brush most inportantly my secrete stash of 500 dollars and my journal. And with that I went out side to the people that where taking me away from this hell hole.

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