Dont Let Go

Anne Grayson was not the bully, but she was the victim. No, not everybody knew, but the ones that did, made her miserable. As she went into the bathroom and stared cutting herself, someone stopped her. Tall, black hair that was short, but not too short, bright blue eyes, cute. Half of her said punch him. The other half said 'I want him to be mine!' What will she do? Read to find out.

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1. Tired Of It All.

"What is taking so freaking long?!" Adam, my brother, yelled from out side the bathroom.

    "I just freaking went in there not even two minutes ago!" I said as I swung open the door.

    "Bethany is faster than you and she is seven!" He snapped at me.

    "Oh, Adam, you have no flipping room to talk! You take ten minutes to comb your hair!" I shouted.

    "Will you guys just fucking stop already!" Our dad yelled. Bethany ran into the hallway where me and Adam were and hugged my legs. I bent own and picked her up.

    "Mr. Fluffy and I don't like it when daddy yells." She whispered. I hugged her tightly.

    "Neither do I." I whispered back. I was truly sick of my brother. And to make it all better my dad screamed at us all the time.

Bethany is my little sister. She is seven and the only one of the three kids that has brown hair

that is naturally curly. She has this stuffed animal that is the fluffiest thing I have ever seen. She calls it Mr. Fluffy.

           Adam is my twin brother. We are both eighteen. We both have dirty blond hair. He has black highlights though. He is the meanest, rudest person I know. When our mom left us, he didn't want to leave my side. He couldn't sleep in his own room. I let him in my room. I protected him. And now this.

           My dad caught my mom cheating when I was fifteen. She looked right at me and said with alcohol in her breath, "I will never love you." And then she left. She then fought for custody over my sister, but she could care less about me and Adam. 

            I walked into Bethany's room and sat her on her bed. I picked out clothes for her and told her to get dressed as I walked out of her room.  I walked into my room and my phone went off. I looked at it and the words tore me. Some girl texted me.

--------- : So I heard the bitch is hooking up with guys every night now. Is it true? 

             Tear weld up in my eyes. My phone wet off again and I was half tempted not to answer it. But I did anyway. 

     "Hey girl, come over!" May said.

     "Sorry, I have to take Bethany to her friend Emma's house." I said.

     "Damn youngsters and there fucking friends!" We laughed. I stood up and Bethany and I left.

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