Flower

5

"No! " I yelled as I tried to push the beer bottle away from my mouth.

My foster dad came back again this time drunk with a bottle in his hands.

He forced himself inside.

Right now he was trying to make me drink some alcohol so he could probably get his way with me but I wasn't having this bullshit right now.

It's only been afew days since he last did it so why won't he just leave.

The bottle fell out of his hands and I slapped him making him losen his grip on me.

I stood up looking down at him and started to push him to the doorway.

He held onto my ankle to stop me but I started to fight him off as tears started to stream down my face.

"Just leave! Please just leave! " I yelled as I started to kick him with my free leg.

"I swear I'll call the police if you don't let me go! Come on dad let go! " I yelled and begged.

But he didn't.

"Please... Leave me alone. " I said and he looked me in the eye. "I will. "

"Promise? "

He gave me a sinister smile "I promise Violet. "

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I watched as my foster dad put his clothes back on and left.

He kept true to his word... He left me alone after he got what he wanted but what did it cost...

I opened the window to let in some fresh air not caring about the cold.

I reached down to the floor to grab my hoodie and put it on. After while I started to clean the beer on the floor up.

I cried as I did and sat back onto my bed after.

I hate myself...

I hate myself so so so much.

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The scratches on my face were now somewhat healed so I didn't have to wear stupid bandages on them.

I only have to put some ointment on them and call it a day.

School was shitty like always but I wasn't pushed or kicked today which was nice.

After school I went to work like always and cleaned like a madman on my way back home I spotted Elizabeth in a cafe and decided to say hi.

I entered the cafe and walked over to her table.

"Hi." I said in a quiet voice and she looked up.

She smiled at me "Well hello Violet. Sit down. " she said and I sat down next to her.

"It's nice seeing you here. How was your week? "

"Decent, what about yours? I bet it was busy. "

She sighed and nodded. "It sure was but I'm free now. I won't be doing anything for awhile. "

"I see... "

"I've been meaning to ask but how come your hoodies always up these days."

"Ah, I uh feel cold. So I like to keep it up. "

"Cold?" She asked and I nodded.

She hummed as the traced the lid of her coffee with her finger. "How's school? "

"Good, good my grades are great. "

"What do you want to be when you grow up? "

"Either a psychiatrist or a lawyer. Though It'll be hard if I don't get a scholarship or something. "

"Well I hope you do. As far as I can see your a very hardworking girl. I hope you get everything you want. " she said leaning closer to me.

I don't know why but I feel comforted whenever I hear Elizabeth's voice.

It's just that, hearing her calming voice reminds me of my foster mom.

"Thank you... Honestly I hope everything I do pays off one day. I've been working so hard all my life so, I hope that in the end I get to experience some peace and happiness." I smiled as I spoke.

I looked Elizabeth in the eye and asked her. "Are you happy Elizabeth? " I asked her and her smile faded alittle.

"Of course I am. " she said after awhile.