Six months

Six months is how long my life has been in purgatory. Mom and dad died in a car crash, they were on their way to one of my art shows that they weren't even going to go in the first place.

Justin blames me for it. I mean he's not wrong, my parents are, er- were workaholics. It was going to be a surprise... It was a surprise, all right; and the "best" part is that the next day was my sixteenth birthday. Nothing says, "Surprise! Your parents are dead in a car crash going to your art show!"

"GABBIE! COME ON YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME LATE FOR WORK!" Justin shouts

"Coming!" I grab my flimsy fossil crushed velvet backpack

I hop in his ocean blue BMW four

" What did I tell you about being on time?!"
" I'm sorry, I did-"

"Mean to, I know that's what you always say." he begins to mock me"I'm sorry! I didn't mean too! Blah , blah blah!"

I stare at my tawy brown shiny leather shoes in shame. I put on my earbuds to zone out from the yelling.

After it seemed like hours I feel a yank from my ears buds "You little brat!" he roared

"What did do?!" I whimper

He then reaches over and smacks me on the back of the head

"Ow! What was that for?" as question as rub my head

"Shut up you little brat! You are such a narcissist! I'm trying to have a conversation with you like a normal civilized human being, meanwhile you're over here being a little punk ignoring me with your stupid earbuds!"

We finally arrive at school, now I don't really like school but it's better than being with Justin.

As soon as he stops the car I open the car door and hopped out.

(later) " You are nothing. " he spouted with his hateful words as his hand grasp my dark brown hair.

"P-Please s-stop" I whimpered. A hot steaming tear falls down the side of my cheek

Cruel laughter fills the room " Aww, look at the baby cry"

He throws me on the ground, I see his feet shuffle to my room. He returned with my camera.

He walks into my room and brings my camera out

" this is what caused it. This is all your fault"

Crash

The world stops spinning , my vision blurred

"Oops" he say in with a Patronizing voice.

I wake up with my head pounding, I'm in my bed, I go out of my room and go to the medicine cabinet in the kitchen and take two Advils then I see Justin drinking Scotch with some sort of pink powder with capsule beside it. " Hey Justin what are you doing?"

"What are you doing in here punk?"

"My head hurts, and I came to take some Advil"

"Oh well I'm going to make you forget you ever saw this*bashes her head against the wall*"

My eyes flutter open, a blinding white light pierces my pupils. I try to sit up, but my head spins in circles, making me nauseous. The air smells of alcohol and bleach. I somehow manage to pull myself up, gripping the plastic railings of the hospital bed. Wait--hospital bed? How? Did I faint? Am I dreaming? I glance down to my left arm. A needle connected to an IV was stuck in my skin. I was about to pull it out, preparing myself for the pain to come, but I hear the door unlock. I lay back down, closing my eyes, pretending to sleep. Through the tiny slits I see a short woman, maybe 5'7, in a pantsuit and holding a brown leather briefcase.

"Hi Gabbiella, my name is Damisona, and I work with Child Protection Services"

I wake up in the hospital I must be hallucinating because one minute he's there and then I turn and look again and he's gone.

Bro relzies is awake she is awake, is on LSD, she just find out , she knocked out again and go to the hospital and when cps checks on her she says