Mistakes Can Be Good!, chapter 1
Get the fuck off me was all you could here in my house tonight as my step parents began to beat the hell out of me. I really had no idea what really happened to start the argument but my Step Mum pushed me out of the door with my stuff as I cryed my eyes out. My name is Stephanie by the way. I don't no my last name because my Step parents wouldn't tell me or about what happened to my parents or why I am living with them. I have long black hair and brown eyes. In height I am 5 foot 4.
"Get of my doorstep Stephanie you asshole!"My Step Dad shouted, "Go away or something bad will happen to you! Maybe the same as last night! Your Step Mum won't mind,"
After hearing what he had said I ran because what happened last night was the worst...I don't want to talk about it!
I walked along an empty street somewhere in Dorset and sat on a bench the side of a road, crying, and watching the cars go by.
I heard my phone ring after an hour or so. I looked at my phone. It was my Step Mum. I awnsered the phone to hear a sad sorry voice on the end of the line.
"Steph, please come home I'm sorry."
"No, how the fuck do I no if you won't beat me again or make my Step Dad do other things I don't want to talk about again!" I sobbed.
"I won't, I won't, honey please come home."
"No! Get fucked!"I screamed as I put the phone down and threw it back in my bag.
A porshe parked the car in the road in front of me, followed my a van with bla bla bla on the side.
My Step Dad stood out of the porshe and shouted that he never wanted me in his home again and that I was a whore. My Step Dad got back in his car and drove off. I sat there at the side of the road crying my eyes out.
Someone in the black van had noticed I had been crying. The man got out of the van and sat down next to me. I looked up and saw his beautiful green eyes looking at me and his mediem lengh black hair blowing in the wind.
"Whats wrong?"the man asked.
"Don't worry,"I awnsered "Its to complicated."
"Well I can tell your sad because your crying and I can tell that you've had a rough night from what that man had said from the porche."
"I no!"
"So what are you gunna do?"
"Nothing! I'm maybe going to stay on this bench for the night,"
"I can't leave you doing that! Do you want to come with me?"
"I can't make you do that!"
"So I don't mind! Come on!"
"Okay, but first, What is your name?"
"Oh sorry, my name is Billie Joe Armstrong. Whats yours?"
"I'm Stephanie."
"Whats your last name?"
"Um...I don't no. You need to no the rest of the story but I warn you its fucking long!"
"Tell me in the van. Follow me,"
I followed Billie Joe into the van and he told me to sit down next to him. I got settled in and the driver turned around and looked at me confused and then turned to Billie Joe.
"So...Who's she?"The misterious man said.
"I'm so sorry. My name is Stephanie."I sobbed
"Okay my name is Mike Dirnt,"
"My name is Tré Cool,"The other man said who had now came to the back of the van and sat next to me.
Billie Joe made no reply.
"So why are you crying?"Tré asked turning to me.
"Yeah why?"Mike added.
"I will tell you and its a long story but can we please get away from here. It brings back to much bad memories?"
Mike made no reply to the question and drove 10 miles up the road and pulled over. He turned around in his chair and asked me if I was going to tell them why I was still crying.
"Well, I don't what happened to my parents or if there alive but I never remember them although I have a note which they left me. The man outside was my Step father and the women in the car was my Step Mum. My Step Dad used to beat me till I passed out and my Step Mum did the same. They laughted untill I passed out. Well tonight it got out of hand and my Step Mum pushed me out of the door and through my bag out of the window with all my stuff packed in it also with the notes from my real parents had written but I've never read. They made me sleep on the floor and I had to stay in my room all day everyday!"
"Oh my fucking god! What about school?"Mike said.
"My Step parents stopped me going to school since I was in year 7,"
"Wow! I'm so sorry!"Tré and Billie Joe both said as Billie pulled me into a hug.
"Get of my doorstep Stephanie you asshole!"My Step Dad shouted, "Go away or something bad will happen to you! Maybe the same as last night! Your Step Mum won't mind,"
After hearing what he had said I ran because what happened last night was the worst...I don't want to talk about it!
I walked along an empty street somewhere in Dorset and sat on a bench the side of a road, crying, and watching the cars go by.
I heard my phone ring after an hour or so. I looked at my phone. It was my Step Mum. I awnsered the phone to hear a sad sorry voice on the end of the line.
"Steph, please come home I'm sorry."
"No, how the fuck do I no if you won't beat me again or make my Step Dad do other things I don't want to talk about again!" I sobbed.
"I won't, I won't, honey please come home."
"No! Get fucked!"I screamed as I put the phone down and threw it back in my bag.
A porshe parked the car in the road in front of me, followed my a van with bla bla bla on the side.
My Step Dad stood out of the porshe and shouted that he never wanted me in his home again and that I was a whore. My Step Dad got back in his car and drove off. I sat there at the side of the road crying my eyes out.
Someone in the black van had noticed I had been crying. The man got out of the van and sat down next to me. I looked up and saw his beautiful green eyes looking at me and his mediem lengh black hair blowing in the wind.
"Whats wrong?"the man asked.
"Don't worry,"I awnsered "Its to complicated."
"Well I can tell your sad because your crying and I can tell that you've had a rough night from what that man had said from the porche."
"I no!"
"So what are you gunna do?"
"Nothing! I'm maybe going to stay on this bench for the night,"
"I can't leave you doing that! Do you want to come with me?"
"I can't make you do that!"
"So I don't mind! Come on!"
"Okay, but first, What is your name?"
"Oh sorry, my name is Billie Joe Armstrong. Whats yours?"
"I'm Stephanie."
"Whats your last name?"
"Um...I don't no. You need to no the rest of the story but I warn you its fucking long!"
"Tell me in the van. Follow me,"
I followed Billie Joe into the van and he told me to sit down next to him. I got settled in and the driver turned around and looked at me confused and then turned to Billie Joe.
"So...Who's she?"The misterious man said.
"I'm so sorry. My name is Stephanie."I sobbed
"Okay my name is Mike Dirnt,"
"My name is Tré Cool,"The other man said who had now came to the back of the van and sat next to me.
Billie Joe made no reply.
"So why are you crying?"Tré asked turning to me.
"Yeah why?"Mike added.
"I will tell you and its a long story but can we please get away from here. It brings back to much bad memories?"
Mike made no reply to the question and drove 10 miles up the road and pulled over. He turned around in his chair and asked me if I was going to tell them why I was still crying.
"Well, I don't what happened to my parents or if there alive but I never remember them although I have a note which they left me. The man outside was my Step father and the women in the car was my Step Mum. My Step Dad used to beat me till I passed out and my Step Mum did the same. They laughted untill I passed out. Well tonight it got out of hand and my Step Mum pushed me out of the door and through my bag out of the window with all my stuff packed in it also with the notes from my real parents had written but I've never read. They made me sleep on the floor and I had to stay in my room all day everyday!"
"Oh my fucking god! What about school?"Mike said.
"My Step parents stopped me going to school since I was in year 7,"
"Wow! I'm so sorry!"Tré and Billie Joe both said as Billie pulled me into a hug.
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