Abilene's pov It has now been a month and Ed has changed a lot. When I was hangin out with the guys, he would call my phone every ten minutes asking where I was and who the hell I'm with. Things he said wasn't him.
"You can't wear that. Not that either. You better be home by 9:15. You can't hang out with him. Or him. Don't eat that. Don't drink that." It got worse. He even made me cut an dye my hair.
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I hate it. I want my red hair back. Especially the length.
"Woah. What happened to your hair?" Dad asks.
"Ed made me change it." I say.
"Why?" He asks.
"He said he didn't like it. I hate it I look like mom." I say.
"Y'all are done. He's been orderin you around, makin you change. Not anymore." He says.
Months later, Ed and I are done. I'm gonna grow my hair out, get that tattoo I've always wanted, take off work, go out with the guys. I can be me now that he's gone.
*sorry got the idea when I heard a song*
I changed my hair once the red came back after graduation.
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I was out every weekend with the guys. Yeah I still live with dad but he said next year I have to get a apartment. I can cover my truck, gas, groceries, and rent. I'm an author, racer, and singer. Thanks to dad. It's a good thing dad made me leave We when he did. Ed is in jail now. I've gotten better. I even started going out with one of the guys. His name is Beau.
