Samantha's POV
It was Saturday, and I was getting ready for a party.
I didn't like people, but.. I couldn't stay home right now..
My parents had gotten into an argument earlier and were screaming at each other for at least an hour and a half.. Then, they decided that they were gonna take it out on me..
My parents were abusive.. Not physically, but mentally and verbally instead..
That's why I hated my parents.. They both verbally and mentaly abused me, they were both drunks, and they were always screaming at me and each other..
After getting out of the shower, I go to get dressed into a bodysuit:
A
pair of shorts:
My shoes:
And, an all black hoodie that I wrapped around my waist.
Then, I sat down at my vanity dresser. I curled my eyelashes, put on eyeliner, mascara, and black matte lipstick.
I then sipped my phone into my back pocket as I walked out of my front door.
I had decided to leave my keys at home.. My parents rarely ever locked the doors, so I always had to, and I didn't realy care to bring them.
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broken || j.r.a. • book one •
Fanfiction"Let me help you, Sam.. I can help fix you..!" "I'm fucked up, Jack, but that doesn't mean I'm broken.. You can't fix what isn't broken!" [Started: Tuesday, March 13, 2018 @ 1:30 AM] [Ended: Saturday, March 31, 2018 @ 8:46 PM]