Chapter 3: Sister's Naughty Day :Someone

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Our outfits

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Our outfits

We toke moms i-8 BMW. Damn it was cool.

When we got to the mall it was 1pm we started shopping thank God there is

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When we got to the mall it was 1pm we started shopping thank God there is

It was currently 4 pm we had many things for school, my new bedroom, shoes and clothes.

"Hey im going to the toilet" I said standing we were in a restaurant. "Cool I'm sure when you come back our food will be here" she replied texting on her phone.

When I went in l bumped into someone "I'm sorry."  I said the person just looked at me and put her hands on her hips.

I looked up and saw MOM. My step mom. "You look cute don't you." she said smirking and hold more like scuzing my hand. "please let me goit hurts" I said as I felt my arm burning .

"Let's go home honey. I'm mommy. I love you. I miss you so much" she said "No your not my mom you kidnapped me you crazy bitch. I. hate. u. Understand"

She slapped me and I fell. She then kicked me in the face " You are an ungrateful ugly girl. They don't want or love you remember that" she said then walked away.

I went in the bathroom and rinsed my face. I had a bruised lip and a cut on my cheek and a hand print in the other side.

I went back to the table " Can we go home" I said looking down "sure we will take this to go can I get the check please." she said to the waiter.

Beyonce pov

It's 7pm and no sign of Blue and Brooke. Until I heard the garage door opening. I walked behind Jay. When we got there the car was full of bags.

Jay picked Brooklyn and took her to our room. Blue came out and ran too her room. I went to Jay giving Blue her space, to think of what she did.

Blue

I ran to my room. I am angry at myself for not being able to protect my little sister. She was with me, meaning I must protect her but I failed.

I went to my bathroom and opened my carbord then my razor fell. It wasn't even closed properly.

The last time I used it I closed it properly. I opened it and saw blood on it.

I walked to moms room and knocked with the razor in my hand. She opened "What is it Blue?" she asked.

"Mom who slept in my bedroom or used my bathroom the previous days" I asked

"Why you wanna know?"she asked closing the door and stepping out.

" Because I found this? "I gave her the razor.

Brooklyn

" Brooklyn go to your room and don't come out until I get you? "mommy A(Alicia) said.
" not even if I'm thristy?" I asked.
" Brooklyn don't. Go to your room or else I'll lock you in the basement "she threatened.
I ran to my room and laid on my bed
Later
I was very thristy and mommy didn't come so I went downstairs.
Mommy was naked bouncing on some man.
" Who is that you said you had no kids "the man said more like yelled at mom
" please don't leave I'll handle this or maybe you can help me "she said.
She wore her gown and dragged me down the stairs with my hair.
" Mommy your hurting me "I told her on the verge of tears.
She did not listen.
When we got to the basement I saw a knife and some hitting stuff.
Mommy took the whip and approached me.
" Mommy I'm so sorry please don't hit me . I'll listen I swear, I'll listen. "I told her.
She came in front of my face.
" Oh you will listen after we're done with this"

"I'M SORRY PLEASE DON'T HIT ME, PLEASE I WON'T DO IT AGAIN, I'M SORRY MO MY, I'LL LISTEN, please"

I felt someone shake me then I opened my eyes. I was panicking.
"Shh it's just a dream your ok. I got you." I heard my dad say with a shacky voice........

How was this chapter its dedicated to my sister she wet to an operation for her bellybutton... @kgothidevine

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 16, 2021 ⏰

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