The Boy With The Eyes That I Can Only Remember( Kickthepj/Pj Liguori )

Chapter 5

|Olivia's POV|

I raced home to my house in all hopes that my dad would be past out drunk when I got home. I was about 2 hours late and I knew what was coming if he realized I wasn't there to tend to his cleaning needs.

As I past my of the houses that I knew from my neighborhood, I became very clear to me how dark it had gotten and that the cold was triggering my fear of my dad even more than i already was scared.

I put my two fingers to my lip, still feeling the warm sensation Chris brought to them, he kissed me, Chris Kendall actually kissed me, Olivia, the girl everyone knew but never talked to because of the slits on and the terrible childhood.

As I neared my house I began to shake. The way he has been hitting me has gotten worst and worst buy the long days that go on. It was clear that he had the attributes of a drunken old grumpy man, but when the light turned to he he had the strength of a million semi trucks barreling down the streets running me over as each one past.

I slid my key in into the lock and pushed open the door. As quiet as I try it always seems to catch the attention of the man the ruined my life completely.

He wiped his head around , beer in hand, remote in the other. "Where have you been!" He barked.

"Sorry, I was running late." I threw my coat on the coat rack. "I'll try harder to be home on time next time." Disbelief fell across his face as he turned to me.

"Put some fucking makeup on you dirty whore. No one wants to see that!" He screamed as he began to stand up.

I started to walk away when I felt a bone crushing clench on the upper part of my arm as I felt the felt the energy being drained out of my arm by pain. "I'm sorry dad! It won't happen again!" I yelled, hoping he would release my arm.

"Where did you say you we're running late?!?" He questioned. "LIES! Probably out fucking boys! Aren't you!" His iron grip on my arm. I squealed as he brought his arm raise high in the air. SLAM! He slapped my face to the floor as I quickly realized I was lying in a pool of blood with a gash on my forehead.

I scrambled for the stairway and pulled myself up the steps. As I went up each step the more my ears began to ring and the floor started to spin. I could feel my head loosing energy and begging to get heavier. I collapsed to the ground in a loud smack and a thud. I had no clue how I was going to make it up to the attic, where I sleep. (Yes, she sleeps in an attic.) I pulled down the latter that lead to my room but only putting a sharp pain right back into my arm from over use. I screamed and fell to the ground in a sudden panic. I grabbed my arm and scooted back to the wall so that my back was on it. I leaned back taking advantage of the quick rest, still clutching my arm.

I stood back up and remembered to reach for the ladder with my other arm this time, even though they both where in pain the other was just in less.

I ladder came down from the ceiling with a snap, catching me out of guard and making me flinch.

As I pulled myself up the ladder, which was very difficult with only one arm, I managed to touch the cold wooden floor of my bed room, pulling myself up to come into my boring room filled with only a few things, a bed, a chair, a table, a book self filled with every book you could imagine and a first aid kit sitting in the corner out of view and away from sight if anyone where to see my room they wouldn't question it.

As I got to the first aid kit I pulled out all of the things I normally used, pain killers, and a large bandage.

I warped the bandage around my head covering the big gash my father had just left me, and then I moved to my arm which I didn't know what to do with. It looked like it needed ice, which I had no chance of getting, because my father would stop me and tell me to suck up the pain and deal with it. I began to wrap a heating bandage around my arm hoping it would help at all with what appears to be a broken bone.

What was I going to do with my life?

There's you chapter you crazy people! Hope you liked it It actually took me a really long time to do, which surprises me, but I'm easily distracted sooooooo yeah! Hope you like it! No, I hope you loved it! Lol

-Kiera