Mature. Viewer Discretion is advised.
*The people inside of this work are FACE-CLAIMS. This has no correlation to any IRL individual.*
*This is messy plot. Made when I was a teen. Beware.*
The story of a young woman who finds her style, self worth...
"And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding right before the Lord. All the words are gonna bleed from me, and I will sing no more." ♫ Seven nation army by The White Stripes. ✰TW: Blood. Violence.
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"H, what time is it?"
Peeling my eyes away from Rihanna's ass on my TV screen, I gazed at Niko who was standing by the front door, looking out the peephole, "Like four-thirty? Why?"
"You asked me that like five minutes ago." Naomi murmured, licking across the fold on her blunt as she sat on the couch next to me.
"Yeah, I did, cause cherry's not back yet."
I blinked, suddenly remembering, "Well-" I looked back up the clock on the wall, "What time did she leave again? She's probably about to come back, right?"
"She left at three-forty...." Niko slowed down talking and planted one hand on the doorknob very suddenly, "Oh-shit!" he fiddled with the lock and quickly snapped it undone before yanking open the door, "Cherry's running back here, something's went wrong."
"What?" I got up from the couch and rushed right behind him, out of the house. I craned my head around the corner of my house as I stepped down from the porch, but when I caught onto Cherry running back across the street, I froze.
Her clothes were bloody, and her nose was gushing bright red.
I'd never seen so much.
"Cherry?" I hopped off of the last step, watching with growing worry as she sprinted straight at me, not stopping for one second until she crashed into me like a train. Her arms swung around me and she sobbed strongly, nearly falling but not-thanks to my arms soon wrapping around her.
Her heart was racing. I could feel it against mine.
Cradling the back of her head, I peeled her back from me a bit until I could see her face again, "What the fuck happened?"
"Y-you have to go, you have to help. William wasn't gone, he came b-back." she shook with fear, her eyes puffy and pink while she sniffled up snot, "You have to go help my m-mom, he won't stop hitting her, please!"
"Niko, go!" I yelled toward him, and he took off. I quickly look back down at her, "Does he have a weapon?-yeah? Ok." I exhaled when she nodded, "I need you to stay here, okay? Stay with Naomi, we'll take care of it."
"Make sure-"
"I will make sure everyone is safe, don't move!" I moved away, leaving her right next to Naomi who soon offered her comfort, and then steadily made a pace for her mothers' house. I yanked off my red leather jacket, tore it from my arms and then threw it down on my car as I passed it.
Looked like I got to punch a fucking pedophile.
Today's my lucky day!
"Niko, don't even thinking about being gentle," I spat through my teeth as I caught up to him, twisting the rings around my fingers and cracking my knuckles, "I wanna enjoy this."
