By two people...
MY PARENTS.
They were gunna hear it from me. Not JUST because they pulled me away from people that CARED about me, my boyfriend, and great friends. Not JUST because they ruined my whole life. But because they couldn't get off their fat asses and do it themselves. They don't even care about me enough to get me in trouble by themselves.
"Miss. Ashley... listen, you have to answer these questions, then we can return you to your lawful parents." a tall, stupid looking cop said, handing me paper and a pencil.
"I don't want to go home. I want to go back where I was before." I demanded, looking strait into his eyes, giving him the "evil look."
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. You have to go home."
"And I can shove this pencil so far up your fat ass that you'll be shitting led for a year if you dont take me back." The look on his face was priceless after that. He turned to a big black guy.
"She's way over my head." he said, trying to whisper it so I couldn't hear. The black guy came over.
"Why don't you wanna go home," he asked, bending down so he could look me in the eye, "do your parents abuse you?"
"They piss me off. Just like you do. And if you dont take me back, I'm not leaving this chair. I'm not going home, I wanna go back with my REAL family. The ones that actully get off their asses and do stuff for me. Not like my fuckin' pussy parents who call the damn cops to do their fuckin' job for them." I said, giving him the "eye" too. Obviously these guys were new, or they were from the Tulsa area, and didn't know how to handle people like me, because he gave me the paper and a pen, and left. I decided to fill it out. This is what it looked like:
1. Name: Ashley Greenburg
2. Address: 26 Maple St. TULSA, Ok 87345
3. Age: 16
4. Reason for running away: What the hell kind of question is this? "Reason for running away" I ran away cuz I was happy as fucking horse shit!
5. Parents Names: Mr. and Mrs. Dumbfuck
6. Phone number or Parents: 1-800-Bite Me
I was so pissed, I just leaned back, and they came and took the form, and pulled me to a police car again. They shoved me in the back, and drove me to my parents house.
When we got there, they pulled me out, and brought me strait to my door. My dad came to the door.
"Thank you officer, we missed her so much," he said, giving me the most awful glare.
"Take good care of her sir." the cop said, and walked away.
"I HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS!" I yelled, and ran to my room before he could slap me.
Linx
