high school senior, Victoria Elsher age 17 has a rough home life while struggling to pay the bills. Her alcoholic and abusive dad thinks of a way to pay off all of his debt but, he's not too sure Victoria will like the idea...
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"VICTORIA GET DOWN HERE"
I got up and ran downstairs to see my father with a friend? didn't know he had those...
"Victoria, you know what's going down right now don't you?" he asked as I stared at him blankly.
then it clicked as soon as I saw his friend look at me and open his wallet.
no not again I thought while taking a few steps back and bumping into the stairs. I ran upstairs and locked myself in the bathroom
"VICTORIA OPEN THE GOD GAMN DOOR SO HELP ME I'LL KICK IT DOWN!!" he yelled while slamming his fists against the door
boom
boom
boom
click
he smashed the door handle clean off and ran over to me and I huddled myself to the farthest part of the room. he ran over to me needle in hand and smashed into my arm quickly before I had a chance to realize what he was doing. my vision began to blur and my eyelids heavy as the man walked over to me with the most devilish look on his face I've ever seen. he cupped my tear-stained cheek into his hand roughly as he spoke the words "I'm gonna have a lot of fun with you"
~Present Time~
*screams* "NO NO NO" I shrieked as tears ran down my face and I kept repeating no over and over again. soon after the door bust open and my watery eyes landed on his gun he looked around and put it away before running to me and asking what happened. he walked over to the side of my bed and my tears just started flooding out as soon as he asked: "Are you okay?" I wrapped my arms around his torso crying harder than I ever had in my life. once I slowed down my crying he said "Bella, talk to me"(Italian for beautiful)
"I'm sorry," I said sniffling and pulling away from his embrace
he pulled me back into the hug tightly so tight I had to be pulled off the bed and stand up to hug him back.
"No, never apologize for your feelings it's not your fault," he said remorsefully.
"I-I had a dream," I said struggling to finish my sentence while in his warm embrace.
"Of what princess?" he said now looking into my eyes.
God, his eyes were so pretty could get lost in them they were like fields of grass so endless I could explore them all day.
"w-when m-my dad he um he-"I struggled to say what needed to be said
"it's okay if you're not comfortable saying it you don't have to," he said as he smiled and pushed a loose strand of my hair behind my ears before softly placing his hand on my chin while rubbing his thumb across my chin.
"Bro, what happened?" Logan(his sister) said while barging in and ruining our moment. causing him to back away from our hug and turn to her
"Nothing Logan you can go back to your room now we're gonna get ready for work," he said while walking away into his room.
I got ready and got dressed in that god-forsaken uniform god it was so tight and revealing. when I had asked him about it before he just shrugged it off.
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I simply wore a white dress shirt and a cute skirt not bothering to wear a tie this time given it wasn't the most professional job I've ever worked at and it's not like they can fire me anyway. despite this, I still have a little bit of hope in me for whatever reason it is.
I always thought once my dad is gone or I move out then I have nothing left to live for, no weight left on my shoulders, no love. even after death, my father continues to haunt my thoughts as well as my life. not like he would have cared anyway, it's not like he ever cared for me. ever since mom got diagnosed he couldn't love anymore, like he was somehow incapable of emotions, feelings, or the need to love someone.
How'd I cope with my mother's death? simple I didn't. being too caught up with school and work and paying the bills and all of that stuff distracted me from feeling those feelings. I think this is the first time in years I've had a moment to think, really think without fear or anxiety of doing something wrong.
"Time To Go" he shouted from downstairs
for some reason for the first time in all of my life, I heard a shout nonaggressive and it surprised and set me off in a weird way.
I brushed off the feeling as if it had never happened and scurried down the stairs tripping on the carpet a few steps from the last. I knew I was going to fall so I braced myself to fall on the hard marble floor god was that gonna hurt like hell.
I tripped and fell straight into his hard, yet endearing arms taking in his masculine scent.
God, please save me from embarrassing myself right now.
I prayed to myself
"Clumsy, aren't we princess?" he whispered inching his perfectly sculpted face towards me.
Damn, he was hot, his jawline could literally cut a brick.
"There's a "we" now?" I teased
"There could be," he said while pulling away
I bit my lip.
fuck I hope he didn't see that
he smiled in response to my lip bit clearly knowing he had won in this situation. looking victorious he walked to the car with a little smug pep in his step
god this man is going to be the death of me one way or another.
To Be Continued...
Next up on Save Me: he pinned me on his desk, hands on my hips with his lips only a mere inches away from mine. "I did say I was going to punish you didn't I?' he said looking at my lips, occasionally glancing back up to my eyes...
will Victoria fall into the charms of "The Viper" or will she face death? keep reading to find out what happens next...
word count:1015
Author's Note:
(Btw I'm sorry this came out later than I said it would I just got caught up with something and got distracted ill work better on that in the future. I'm also sorry the chapter was a little short and rushed)
