Dallas Little Sister

Chapter One

/TW pedophila

As the sunlight shining through my window in my room into my tiered eyes, as I woke up from the early morning I got up from the bed walking  to my closet to grab my clothes I grab my Jean lose fit overalls with my White shirt and my brown cardigan sweater. I went down the dark cold hallways in my dad's apartment to get something to eat, I was walking to the kitchen to make myself oat meal for breakfast with a glass of cold water.
When I was done cooking my breakfast I went to go sit down at the table and eat my breakfast.

I was watching my dad sitting on the couch watching tv, man, I hate my dad he will always drink and never notice me or even when I try to bond with him to try to have a father and daughter relationship going but he well just push me away like I wasn't his daughter or even sometimes he hits me when he's drunk or sometimes try to touch me in uncomfortable areas.

I was done eating my breakfast and went to go put my plat away in the sink I saw a picture of my mother on the fridge door I went to go and grab the picture and bring it to my room and put it in my picture book to keep good memories of her

I miss my mother sometimes she was nice than my dad but mom never a-knowledge me when I do stuff. and what do i mean by missing my mother she died when she was badly sick when I was six years old when she died, and i remember today was her birthday when I was thinking or getting lost In my thought which is an all time thing to me, moments I hear my dad yelling my name to come and see "what does he want now" I said I went walk down the hallway and saw my dad sitting at the table and said
"today is her birthday" I know what he meant "I could still smell her perfume"
He said in a low tone "and she'd still be alive if I wasn't from you" he said the was a long pause of talking until I said

"mom sick and you know why mom did what she did...because she knew that she was going to die" I said in a sad voice and he yelled at me and he said "she did what, what she did because she was embarrassed to be your mother...you look like her and your nothing like her" he said yelling at me

"come here" he said while I was standing there looking at him scared  "come here" he said yelling louder I flinch and went walking slowly towards him and he grab my hand and said "you'll always be my girl you know that" While he had his hand gripping my hand real tight I was trying to break lose outta his hand he kept saying you'll always be my girl and I was getting uncomfortable and scared so I said "no" he look mad at me when I said no to him "what did you say Elaine Ruth Winston" he said in a angry tone "I said no" yelling at him

He whip me across the cold floor as he went walking towards me moments he went on top of me and said "I'll never hurt you still my girl" he said while grabbing my neck I kick him in the private part and then kick him in the face, I got up as quick as I can and went running into my room the closing the door and locking it
i went to go and grab my flower pot that was sitting by my window, I went into my closet and prepared myself on what's going to happen next I was scared I could hear my dad's footsteps coming down the hallway and later stop there was a long silence until I heard him trying to turn my door nob, and again there was a mid long silence and next thing he broke through the door and came into my room I saw him looking under my bed and next I watch him standing there looking toward the closet with anger and murderous look on his face
He came slowly walking towards the closet and as I prepare on what's gonna happens next

then I saw him opening the closet door fast I swung the flower pot right on his head where every piece went flying I saw him hitting the ground not moving so I dropped the broken pot looking at my hands and the pot I was shaking I didn't know what to do so i went to go see my dad on the floor and check my dads pulse to see if he was still alive or not but he wasn't, he was dead I was scared I was shaking I didn't know what to do so the only option I though of was running away and so I did.

I went to go and pack my bag and throw all my clothes, my picture book, book, and little bits of money I collect