Your pov

I just broke up with my boyfriend. He hit me to the point I have bruises. I ran home. I was crying. My make up was running. He hates me. I am only 17 years old.

I kept running home. I as not there yet. My ex's car pulled up behind me. I ran faster. He pushed me down and hit me over and over. I escaped and got home. I opened the door and closed the door.

Penelope's pov

I heared the front door close. I when down stairs to see Y/n with bruise on her body. "Oh my god. Pumpkin." I said. She had tears in her eyes and her makeup was messed up.

"What happened?" I asked. "He hit me mom." She said. Emily and JJ was up stairs. "I am calling 911 ok?" I asked. She nodded. JJ and Emily came down. "Oh my god what happened?" JJ asked. "He hit me." Y/n said. My little girl was hit. I wish I could hurt him. I called 911 and told them what happened.

He when to jail and Y/n started to heal. I hugged her. I can't believe my 17 year old was being hurt. "Would you like to watch a movie?" I asked. She nodded. "Thanks mom." She said. "No problem, super." I said.

(A/n: hope you like it.)