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3. Jessie

"Don't fucking touch him" I snarled at my mother as she raised her hand to hit Jericho who despite putting on a strong front, was shaking and on the verge of crying. I could see a bruise and a cut on him and that pissed me off even more.

"You don't tell me what to do you imbecile" She slurred as she struggled to keep her balance. The strong stench of alcohol clear in her voice. I grabbed by the arm when she turned back and went to hit Jericho again.

"I SAID DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HIM" I snapped and she swirled around, her hand connecting with my face but I didn't give a fuck. From that single slap came punches and kicks and I just laid on the ground clenching my teeth and holding in the sounds of pain. I could see Jericho leaning against the wall with wide eyes as he watched our mother beat me to a bloody pulp

"GO" I hissed at him and he shook his head but a glare from me had him running up the stairs and a second later the sound of a door slamming shut upstairs reached me and I closed
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