You can’t do this. It goes against everything that mom instilled in you. You begin to cry and collapse on the floor in tears.

“Oh geez, she is an emotional one. Oh well nevermind then.” Steve says zipping up his pants. “Kelly I’ll see you at tonight’s show, hope you put on a good one, because combined with your complaining yesterday and wasting my time today, you’re not exactly high on my list right now. Get out of here.”

Kelly doesn’t say anything but she pulls you up by the hair and roughly pulls you back to the car. She’s entirely silent during this time, but when she throws you in the car, she lets loose.

“You fucking little bitch! You couldn’t help me out once? I told you to trust me, and you can’t even do that! When we get home you better just permanently stay in that goddamn basement of yours! Don’t EVER ask for my help ever again! Fuck you! Fuck you!” She screams and your cries are stifled when she punches you in the face a couple times before starting up the car.

She continues to berate you and smacks you a few more times whenever you start to cry a little louder. You almost think she’s going to dump you in the middle of one the ghettos you’re driving through and she does threaten to do so several times, but she never does.

When you get home, Peter and his buddy Kevin are outside filming something irrelevant, but when they see you and Kelly they film her pulling you out of the car, screaming obscenities, and kicking you a few times before driving off. Kevin helps you up and tries to grope you in the process, but you push him away and run back to your room to cry.

You attempted to do something in the real world and were literally beaten and harassed for your efforts. It’s apparent to you now that you have no place out there anymore. You follow Kelly’s advice this time and vow never to leave the basement ever again.