Cindy, a cute short girl, black hair with some curls. The girl weighs 142, and she has blue eyes. Cindy is a very shy girl, strong voice. Her parents, Jace, and Linda, also have black hair, although there may be some grey's. Cindy's older sister is not shy, the complete opposite of Cindy, and her name, is, Sara.

Sara is a very tall girl, her hair is brown, because she bleached her hair then died it brown. Sara is fifteen, and Cindy is fourteen.

The story, shall, begin 😉

Friday Afternoon ~

Dad -

"Your home late again!" Cindy goes out and comes back very late. She doesn't know her mom, I told her when she was little that she died, but that's not true. Cindy has a mom and a sister some where.

Before getting into more trouble ~

Cindy -

School was so boring! This woman, our teacher, gave us a lecture about math, and that we should use our heads, and not our phones, to check if the answer is right, but then, I get another teacher saying, to use your sources, and so, that's what I do.

Miss. Vale -

"Cindy," I whispered. Cindy goes off into wonder land a lot, she looked up slowly at me.

Cindy -

I rolled my eyes and got up.

Miss. Vale -

"Damon straight how to do this math, with your head."

Cindy -

"If I told you I didn't know, would that help you?" She glared at me. I sighed, of course she chose me, I'm top number one in this class for cheating on papers, drugs, sex.

Miss. Vale -

"Well!?" I snapped my finger at her ear. She snapped her finger back.

Sara -

"Cindy! Just do the damn work!" My mom glared at me.

Cindy -

I cleared my throat, before turning around to her, my black boots clicked on the floor, until I got to her, "here bitch, why don't you demonstrate? Or do you just want to rush everyone else just to get out of the damn class!?"

Sara -

I rolled my eyes, "seriously!? How did you even pass into the 8th grade!?"

Cindy -

I giggled a little, "honey, I have something that...you will never have," I patted her head, "I'm smart, I just, don't have, or want room for thinking, I just, simply do," I shrugged.

Sara -

"An idiot! That's what you are!" She handed me the marker. Cindy looks like mom. She always wears, black, and always wears her hair up, showing her tattoos on her boobs and back of her neck, not to mention her belly piercing. Crop tops and booty shorts are Cindy's every day living, not to mention her fish net leggings.

Cindy -

"Well?" I got behind her, and pulled her back, "let me help you."

Sara -

She moved me to the front of the room.

Cindy -

"Behold! Our next victim of the day!" My classmates laughed at Sara, I can be funny in a sarcasm way. "Well, abracadabra!" I took the seat and dumped her onto the floor.

Sara -

I got up fast and I went to grab her by the hair, but she grabbed my wrist fast.

Cindy -

"If you know what's good for you, you wouldn't start shit with me," I tossed her into a desk. The teacher was shocked at everything that just happened. She was taken to the nurses room, while I served detention.

Miss. Vale

I let out a long sigh. It was the first day of school before next week, I've heard she's lots of trouble. Some say it's because of her father, but there was never proof to the abuse, buts it's clear, she wouldn't even let Sara hit her, and she flinched up.

Cindy -

I twirled in my chair making squeaking noises, "listen, I half to be home by three, and if you don't let me go, I'll pee on this chair, then I'll write asshole on your car," her eyes widened with horror. I got up anyway. "I've got places to be," I gave her the cold shoulder as she went to talk.

Jack -

"There's my baby," she rolled her eyes.

Cindy -

"Don't call me baby!" He chuckled a little, I gave him a kiss. We went and spray painted billboards. I came home to my dad yelling.

Dad -

"Your home! Late again!"

Cindy -

I tensed up a little, "I'm sorry," I whispered as he came around the corner.

Dad -

"Don't apologize!" I growled. "Your things are packed!"

Cindy -

"What?"

Dad -

"Your going to live with your mother!"

Cindy -

"You said my mom is dead!" He frowned at me.

Dad -

"So what!?"

Cindy -

"You don't think that hurts me? You don't think having a mom not around, didn't affect me in any way!?" He rolled his eyes, "no! We aren't done!" He kept walking away from me.

Dad -

"You can't hurt that damn bad!"

Cindy -

"It hurts me! You have no idea what it was like!" He hit me hard.

Dad -

"Shut your mouth! Or the next punch, will make you stop talking!"

Cindy -

I showed no fear, "when is she coming?" He sighed long.

Dad -

"Tomorrow."

Cindy -

"A Saturday!?" I crossed my arms. My cheek hurt badly, I couldn't sleep on my left side.

Saturday Afternoon ~

My dad sat at the table, I woke up to early.

Dad -

"Get that bruise covered, or I'll do it for you!"

Cindy -

"There wouldn't be a bruise if you hit me!" I snapped back. He got up fast, I ran to my room and did as he asked. He tossed a bag at me.

Dad -

"Put this on!" She frowned.

Cindy -

"What..." The outfit was red, sweatpants and hoodie, "why do I half to wear this?"

Dad -

I roughly grabbed her arm.

Cindy -

"Okay!" he let go, I put the clothes on in the bathroom. When I came back out, my teacher and Sara were sitting on the couch...

Sara -

I smiled, "Cindy! Your my sister!"

Cindy -

I frowned, "hell no," I back away, "not a freak...not a weird fucked up teacher," I placed my hands on my temples, "no...no..."

My teacher got me into the car, Sara sat close to me. "You don't give me damn space I'm going to punch you in the throat!" She got away from me fast.

Mom -

"Calm down, also, did you get your homework done!?"

Cindy -

"No! I was out having sex with my boyfriend!" Her mouth dropped.

Mom -

"You...your disgusting!"

Cindy -

"Your a bitch!" She gasped, Sara also gasped! Miss. Vale got in the driver seat finally.

Mom -

"I can't believe your my daughter!"

Cindy -

"I ain't nothing to you," I whispered. We got to this big house.

Mom -

"Well, we are here!" I showed her to her room.

Cindy -

I stared into my room, back at the house I barely even had a blanket to cover up with, or a dresser to put clothes in.

Mom -

Looking at Cindy, I could tell she was shocked. "So, how about some homework?"

Cindy -

"Go to hell?" She glared at me.

Mom -

"Let's start from the beginning," I sighed. I held my hand out, "hi, I'm your mom," she sighed, then took my hand surprisingly.

Cindy -

"Hi, I'm Cindy, and I don't give a shit," I unclasped our hands. "Well...I'm actually pretty tired," I sighed again.

Mom -

"...Wow, okay..."

Cindy -

"What?"

Mom -

"I thought we could have a little bit of, I don't know, bonding time?" She frowned.

Cindy -

"I'm sorry, you can't just come into my life," I stared intensely, "I don't care what happened between you and my dad, but that doesn't change the fact, that for my entire life, I was beaten, sick, and lonely," I got around her. "So, if what you want is to make amends, then you should have at least talked to the little girl version of me, oh wait, she'd hate you even more," I closed the door slowly. "Goodnight!"

Mom -

I looked down at the floor. Sara came up to me with a smile, she had a paper of chores. "I have an idea."

Cindy -

The internet turned off. For a while I stared at my window, lucky I at least got to text Jack where I was. He came to my window, and I let him in.

Jack -

"Who's house?"

Cindy -

"My teachers," I whispered. He lightly kissed my lips.

Jack -

"Who's bedroom?"

Cindy -

"Not mine," I kissed him fully on the lips. He lightly pushed me onto the bed.

Jack -

"Let's see your new bruises," I whispered. She lifted her shirt, but she groaned a little in pain.

Cindy -

"I'm sorry Jack..." I cried, he cuddled me instead, we layed naked and unashamed.

Jack -

"Calm down..." She held her breath in, "don't do that!" She stopped and her eyes were filled with fear, "I'm sorry..."

Sara -

I could hear her from outside her door, mom told me to tell her it was dinner time, but I think if I knocked at this moment, it would go silent, and she'd ignore me. I listened to her crying, I felt bad for my little sister.

Jack -

"Shh," I whispered to her, she had a fever, I covered her up and quickly went and got a rag to put on her forehead. "Your sick Cindy! Why didn't you call me earlier!?" My tone of my voice came out worried.

Cindy -

He cuddled me some more, and I got a lot more warmer with him next to me.

Jack -

"There..." Her bruises were worse this time, "I'm going to beat him up Cindy, he will pay for this, you need a hospital, I don't understand how you went this long, how could you let him hit you!?"

Cindy -

"I wanted to feel like I was wanted by someone...and my dad cared about me," I cried into his shoulder, "did."

Jack -

"A father that beats his own child, is no father at all! Cindy! You have cigarette burns on the back of your neck! And lashes on your back! Your wrists and ankles have chain marks, and you have cuts and bruises all over," she winced a little at my words.

Cindy -

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

Jack -

Cindy is a shy girl if you get to know her, at first she comes off mean, and that's because of her life she lives in, she has nothing, and she feels like shit all the time, her father prevented her from homework, so, all her papers ended up getting trashed and she would take the blame for it. The black she wears, is how much darkness has taken over, and she wears so much, that she's miserable, because all it is, is a reminder.

Cindy -

He shook his head no.

Jack -

"Play on Cindy," I kissed her forehead, "but never apologize," she kissed my tip of my nose.

Cindy -

"I love you," he kissed my forehead.

Jack -

"I love you to...now sleep."

Sunday morning ~

Mom -

I walked in on Cindy naked, and I completely was overwhelmed with fear, and awkwardness, also anger.

Cindy -

Jack left a while ago. I slowly pulled my towel around myself. She just stared at my back. "Do you mind!?" She shook her head and completely stepped into my space.

Mom -

"Can...I help you for a moment?" She growled at me. "Please?" She hesitantly handed me a bandage.

Cindy -

"Don't touch," I snapped. Miss. Vale got the bandage around me, and when I looked in the mirror, I noticed some bleeding.

Mom -

"You need stitches Cindy!"

Cindy -

"No, I don't, trust me, these cuts aren't deep enough to kill me," her eyes widened with fear.

Mom -

"No! But deep enough for infection right!?" She rolled her eyes at me.

Cindy -

"Stop pretending that you care," I snatched the bandage back. "Now leave me alone, I'd like to get dressed."

Mom -

"Fine!" Her back is so torn, I can tell she's in pain. I sighed.

Sara -

"Mom...I didn't want to tell you this last night, because for certain reasons, but, Cindy had company last night...right she went inside the room."

Mom -

"What!" I crossed my arms. "You should have said something to me last night!"

Sara -

"I couldn't...Cindy was not dressed and neither was her boyfriend," she looked like she was about to shoot someone. "Cindy was really upset, and she cried, and she's sick."

Mom -

"Well..." I calmed down a little, "when she's done getting dressed, have her come to my room."

Cindy -

I slowly pulled on a black t-shirt, then a fish net leggings, and booty shorts. My makeup was also black. Slowly I slipped on my boots that went to my knees, then I finally came out of the room.

Sara -

"What..." I froze up, her staring was torturing me. "Mom...wants you upstairs in her room."

Cindy -

"Sorry pipsqueak, I've got places to be," I slowly shut the door. My heels clicked a little.

Sara -

"Please, Cindy! We are trying to help you!"

Cindy -

"Listen freak! I don't want! Or need your help! You and your mom are a couple made in heaven, both idiots in the blood! So do me a favor and just stop talking to me, because I don't like you, and I don't like the idea of being related to you!"

Mom -

"You don't half to be harsh to her!" She rolled her eyes and opened the door. "No! I don't think so! Your not going out looking like that!"

Cindy -

"Kiss my ass," I flipped her off. Jack was waiting with his motorcycle.

Sara -

"Cindy!" Her boyfriend got off the bike.

Jack -

I slowly walked up the pavement, "it's done," I whispered to her.

Cindy -

"What do you mean it's done!?" He sighed. "You kicked my dad's ass!?"

Jack -

"Yes, Cindy, I did."

Cindy -

My teacher grabbed me and him and pulled us back inside.

Jack -

I held Cindy up a bit.

Mom -

"What's going on!?" They were quiet now.

Jack -

"Cindy wears black because she had cancer and she almost died, but that's not the only reason," Cindy stared in disbelief.

Cindy -

"Shut up!" I hit him hard.

Jack -

I grabbed Cindy's arms, "when she was five she fell into a lake, she drowned, then she ended up in the hospital, that night her dad took her from the hospital because he wanted her to live a little before she died! Cindy is afraid of deep water, and she doesn't like cheesy people, her favorite color isn't black, it's red."

Cindy -

I tried getting my hands from him.

Jack -

"Cindy is a shy girl once you get to know her, and her favorite ice cream is rocky road because it's a metaphor!" She got her hands and she hit me.

Cindy -

"Shut up! Why are you doing this!?"

Jack -

"You have a chance Cindy! What he did to you! I know about it! You thought I wouldn't find out!?" She frowned.

Cindy -

I felt like I was going to be sick now, "what do you mean, what he did to me?" I whispered.

Jack -

"He raped you," she stared, it wasn't registering, then she hit me hard again.

Cindy -

"Your talking nonsense!" I growled.

Jack -

"You told me those ankle burns and wrist burns were nothing Cindy!" I yelled at her, she started crying, "you said he wasn't doing anything...why did you lie!?"

Cindy -

"I don't know! Would you stop yelling at me and let me fix something!"

Jack -

"Cindy! There's nothing to fix but you!" She covered her eyes. "You need someone that is going to love you," I placed my hand on her head, "I gave that to you, but you need family, your father is a disgusting man, and you can't understand because you don't know what's right and what's wrong, give these people a chance."

Cindy -

"I don't want them...and I don't need them..."

Jack -

"Your a hurt little girl, I still see you Cindy, doesn't matter how much black you put on because of everything you've been through, I can still see that lonely little girl in the hospital room," she was angry now.

Cindy -

"Stop! I'm not messed up Jack! This is me! I know why your doing this! You think it's just me that is messed up! I don't understand why I said those words last night!"

Jack -

"Because you meant it, and when I left you this morning, I went and seen you drunk dad, I beat the shit out of him because he got under my skin."

Cindy -

"What did you do!?" Jack sighed, just as a police car rolled up.

Jack -

"Cindy...I'm sorry I really am...but I got rid of your problems."

Cindy -

"No!" I grabbed his leather coat, "it was supposed to be me and you!" He kissed my forehead and slowly took his jacket off.

Jack -

"Now it's you," I smiled as I put the leather jacket over her shoulders, "I'm sorry," she latched onto the jacket.

Cindy -

"Don't apologize remember?" He smiled even more, "wait..." I grabbed his hand, he tensed up.

Jack -

"Cindy, you need to let go," the police had their guns out already.

Cindy -

"I'm not ready," he kissed me, then put his hands up, and was arrested. I stared for a long time at the empty drive way, then I slowly sat down.

Mom -

I didn't know what to do, she had her knees to her chest, and her arms wrapped around herself, then she just stared out waiting for something. I slowly got down on my knees, if she would have been raised by me, she wouldn't be like this. I placed my hand gently on her shoulder, "Cindy," she shook a bit, like she does in school.

Cindy -

"Get away," I whispered.

Mom -

I felt her head, she's was definitely burning up. I slowly wrapped my arms around her very gently.

Cindy -

"Let me go."

Mom -

"That's not convincing," I whispered. She didn't move, I could see it now, her mind jumbling, the anger was sinking in, "let it go," I whispered, she made a bubble with her mouth then let go, "see, was that so bad?"

Cindy -

I knitted my eyebrows at her.

Mom -

"Let's...go inside...and talk..." I whispered.

Cindy -

"Over my dead body," I snapped back.

Mom -

"Please, Cindy, you need me, and I need you," she rolled her eyes.

Cindy -

"That's a bunch of bullshit."

Mom -

"Cindy, just...listen to me..." Cindy slowly turned and looked at me.

Cindy -

"No," I grabbed her hands and tossed them off me, "don't touch me, and don't even think about trying to be a mom," I got up, "take your crazy family and go to hell," I grabbed the keys to Jack's bike.

Sara -

"What are you doing?"

Cindy -

"Going for a ride pip squeak!" I snapped.

Mom -

"No!"

Cindy -

I got on the back of the bike and started it up, just as my teacher got to me, and tried so hard to get me off, her only solution was going with because she was afraid that I'd do something bad.

Mom -

I held didn't half to touch her, there was a seat belt and I clicked it fast and leaned back as Cindy smashed a helmet on me.

Cindy -

"Number one rule, never get on another woman's bike!" I shouted. I ended up at a graveyard. I got off the bike, and she awkwardly followed, "what? Have you never gotten on a bike?" Her legs shook.

Mom -

"Of course I have!"

Cindy -

"Your lying," she gasped.

Mom -

"I would never!" She turned and looked at me. "Now why are we at a graveyard?"

Cindy -

"To pick blueberries..." I whispered.

Mom -

"A graveyard wouldn't..." She picked one right out of a bush, "you really are bad..."

Cindy -

"For a while I was homeless, my dad kicked me out because he found a new woman..." I crossed my arms. "I lived in the graveyard...my daily food was blueberries, but one day I collapsed...and I was found," I shrugged, "my dad put me into a foster home after that, but when people found out I had cancer they looked at me like a disease."

Mom -

"So...why...did you want to come here?"


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