Ella Raine’s Bad Report Card
“Ella Raine! Come in here right now!” Daddy yelled from the living room. Ella had literally just walked in the door, still in her school uniform. She peeked her head into the living room a moment later, scared of the tone of her voice. “Yes, Daddy?” she asked meekly. “In here. Now.” Ella stepped in towards him, keeping her eyes on the floor. Once she stood before him, Daddy held up a letter half propped out of a ripped up envelope. “What the hell is this? You’re failing 2 courses this semester?!” Ella’s downward eyes went wide. Shit. She didn’t realize that letter was coming home so soon; she thought she could’ve grabbed it and disposed of it before Daddy found it in the mail. “Look at me,” Daddy instructed. Ella forced herself to look up at him and meet his disapproving eyes. “All that money to go to college and you’re failing 2 classes! Why?!” Ella coughed a bit before attempting to speak. “Daddy, I-“ “You’re too busy partying, huh? Too busy getting high and d...