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The Last Night

Chapter 1

I slam my door at the screams, the screams of my mother and her boyfriend. I turn on my starieo, put on Skillet and blare it. I search for the box....I NEED the box. I finally find it in my dresser. I slam it on my bed the same time I hear a SMAKE come from the other room. I know it's my mother being hit. By the brutel man she supposedly "loves". I turn off my lights and put on my black lights and sit on my bed, staring at the box. Wanting to open it and take out it's beautiful objects that are hidden inside. I stare at it for a good ten minutes and hear more beatings. I yank open the box, pull out the tiny razor and look at it and make sure it's not dirty.

I lift up my sleeve and let the razor skim across my skin. A thick pool of blood flows from the cutt and the burning comes slow at first, then like a ton of bricks hit me in the gut I feel the pain. I grab my towel and press it on the woond, wait till it's good enough to do another. Once I'm finished, I pull my sleeve slowly back down, wincing at the pain every time the cloth touches to wounds. I lay down. And listen to the music. I roll over (carefully) and slowly drift into sleep, when suddenly. BOOM my door slams open. I jump up scared and look at my doorway, and see John my mothers boyfriend staring at me with the most evil eyes.

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Chapter 2

Hot tears fall from my eyes as John throws me against the wall to my room. I gasp as my breath takes a second to catch up to me.

"Aww whats wrong Kimber, you scared?" He says to me as he holds my arms against the wall. He shakes me a little and lets go. Steps back. Looks at me. And slams the door to my room. I slide against my wall to the floor and sob, uncontroably, and wait for the pain to leave. Wait for my body to go numb just like always. I curl up in a ball on the floor and sleep.

The next morning a I get up off the floor, go to the bathroom, and shower for an hour. I get out and whipe the foggy mirror so I can see my reflection. I look at myself taking it all in. The long,black curls. The patiet body. The bruised arms from the recent night,plus the cutts. Shake my head and put on my "the Used" shirt, and black skinnys along with my hightop converse. I step into the kitchen and see my mother at the table,eating toast, and get some OJ and stare out a the tiny window above my kitchen sink.

"mama.." I say looking at my mothers terrible wounds on her face, and know theres plenty more.

"Yes?" She says.

"Is he gone?" Looking her in the eyes, even though she's staring at the plate, and she knows what my question truly means. Is he gone for good?

"No honey, just at work." She says and gets up and goes to her room. It makes me sick to see her STILL with this guy. It's been 9 months...longer than anyone before him. Even my dad. He split the day she told him she was preggo. I dump the rest of my OJ into the sink, grab my house keys and camera, and head to the one place that calms me down...The Peer.  

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Chapter 3

"Snap" goes the camera with the first shot of the Peer. I take my face away from the camera and look a the picture as it come out of the slit of the Poleroid. It's blurry at first but then gets into focus and you can see the full veiw of the peer. It's beautiful in the twilight sky. I walk up the board walk towards the rides and carnival games. I walk around taking pictures of the clowns doing tricks with there bowling pins. And of little girls holding there fathers hands while they walk to there next crazy adventure. I stop at one of the games were you blow up the baloons and pop them to win a surprise. I steady myself with the big water gun and wait for the "go" from the guy behind the counter.

"GOOOO" He yells to the entire line of people sitting with giant water guns. I pull the trigger and hit the target inside the clowns mouth. My baloon is about to burst when the guys baloon next to me, bursts into teardrops of water. I frown, and get up.

"Hey, one more game???" Says the guy who won. Stoping me with his hand gently on my arm. I yank away out of instinct and look at him. He has amazing brown eyes. He's young, probably in his early 20's. I look at him.

"I'll pay"He says with a crooked smile that just gets to me. I site down and grab the gun. Posistion myself and wait for the "Go"

"GOOOOO" The guy says to just the two of us now. My baloons getting bigger then the guy next to me. "POP". But not big enough. He won...again. The guy behind the counter hands him a huge Panda. I start to get up and walk away when he stops me again.

"For you." He says handing me the panda.

"I'm not gonna take your prize. You won it far and squar" I say heading my way down the peer,trying to get away but he catches up. he stops in front of me.

"Take it, please, I insist." He says handing the panda to me with the sweetest eyes. I cave and take it.

"I don't even know you." I say.

"Then get to know me. Here lets start with names. I'm Joseph,friends call me Joe."

"Well Joseph, I'm Kimber." I say as I take his hand and he shakes it firmly.

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Chapter 4

I wave godbye to Joseph at my front door. I look down at the piece of paper in my hand and look at the number's he wrote on it. I smile and think I have a new friend. I turn and go to unlock my front door, but it's already unlocked,which is unusual. John doesn't get home till 8:00pm, I look at my watch and see it's only 6:00pm. I walk in and put my keys on the key holder. I head twords the hallway giuding to my room. I stop as my mom's thrown from her bedroom's door. I jump back and crouch down to her on the floor against the wall.

"Mom...?" I say as tears well up in my eyes, I see blood trickling down the side of her face.

"Get outa the way Kimber! NOW!" John yells in my ear. I look up at him and wish looks really could kill. After he see's i'm not getting up and backing away he grabs my arm adn drags my to the living room, back up the hall. He tosses me on the floor and slaps me in my face.

"Next time I tell you to do something, do it!" He screams now. Fast walks back to my badly injured mother. I crawl to the edge of the wall to peek and see if she's okay.

To be continued...

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Continuing of chaper 4.

I grab the razor and skim it across my wrist. I see the tiny pool of blood come out. I don't grab the towel and press it down on the wound. Next I do the same to my uper arm by my sholder. I still don't grab the towel...why? Then my hand automatically goes to my neck. The tiny razor skims across my neck and I see the blood pool down onto my shirt.

I wake up trying to breath. I feel my neck and see that there's no cutt. I try to site up but my heads pounding so bad I lay were ever I am. I turn my head slowly to the right and see my door cracked open. I look and see the door's handel was busted open. How did I get all the way to my room when I was just in the living room....Then I remeber,my mother,me peeking around the corner, John throwing me against my door. I site up and look for my mom. I get up off the floor and slowly go to my mother's room. I see that no one's in there. Then I go to the kitchen/living room. No one's in this house except me. Where did John go with my mom? I grab my phone and  dial my mom's number.

"Ring....Ring....Ring...Hey, you've reached Jenie, sorry-" I hung up. I pace the hallway thinking of where in the world they could be. All of sudden the door opens and enter's my mom and John. John carrying my mom bridal style. For just a second he looks like he'd be a good husband to her...

"God Kimber, the least you could do is close the door behind me!" He says, and the moments gone. My mom looks at me, she has gauz on her wound that is warpped with white cloth that goes arounde her head. She smiles, and jesture for John to put her down. She comes to me and hugs me tight.

"Everythings okay kimmy" She whispers in my ear. I fake smile as she pulls away to look at me. I don't know what I would do if anything happen to her. I mean yeah she wont get rid of the trainwreck we call John. But she still loves me and takes care of me like she should. But then again....It doens't make up for John.  

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Chapter 5 Part 1

"What I've Doooone! I Face Myself. To cross out what I've becomeee! Earase-" My phone rings.

"Helloooo!" I say my voice half asleep.

"Hey...uh..Kimber?" The voice says.

"Yes...what do you want?" I say I look at the time. It's 10:00am on a saturday mourning.

"Hey, it's uh...Joseph...From the Peer." Joseph says.

"Yeah...what's up? And why are you calling me at ten in the freggin mouring?"

"Wanna hang out? Like go eat breakfeast errr something?" I roll over on my back and look at the celing.

"Sure. I wont get back to sleep anyways." I say, but I didn't mean to say the last part out loud.

"Okay. Cool, um meet me at the peer in an hour?" He askes.

"Kay." I say and I hang up with out a goodbye. I get up and throw on some clothes and grab some money from my "piggy bank". It's really a fishy bank. I go into the kitchen and find my mom laying on the couch in the living room. She kinda looks dead so I go over and see if she's breathing and if John didn't do anything. I look and she's twitching a little. I freak.

"Mom!!! Get up!!! MOM!" I say as I shake her to wake up or something. When she doesn't wake up I sit on the couch and sit her up and shake her. Her eyes open and then start to roll back. I take my wallet out of my pocket and shove it in her mouth, I think she's having a seizure. And run to the phone. I'm about to dial 911 when...

"What the! Kymber! Why is your WALL-ET in my MOU--TH!?" She throw's the wallet on the floor and gets up. I hang up the phone and look at her. Her eyes are blood shot.

"I thought you were having a seizure!" I say going towards her to hug her, but she backs up and goes around me.

"Geeet awway frmmm me!" She yells,she's drunk. Great. I havn't seen her drunk since her last boyfriend broke up with her. Then I think for a second.

"Did John break up with you?" I ask.

"No!!! Whyyyyy??? Is it(hiccup)Is it--cause I'm DRUNK!" She says as she stumbles down the hall to her room. She closes the door. I think god may hate me....If there is a god. I walk to her door.

"Ma, I'm going to the peer." I say through the door. I hear a mumble and decide she'll be okay.