chapter 8

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"I'm sorry, I know I was home late daddy, I got held up at school, I'm so sorry." I whimper, trying to stay on his good side.

he looks at me in disappointment, uttering curses under his breath.

"Leyla." He says.

"yes dad? What's up?" I reply in hope that he's changed his mind today, and is in a good mood.

"what have I said about lying?" He walks closer to me, grabbing hold of my cheeks and squeezing harshly.

I squeak out, instantly putting my hands ontop of his and trying to pry them off of my cheeks, that were now growing red from the amount of pressure he was putting on them.

"What have I said leyla?!" He growls, squeezing even harder before unbuckling his belt and throwing me to the floor.

The sound of the cold, hard, slaps, throwing down on my back caused pain and agony, it rushed through my body like a million electric volts hitting at once.

one hit.

whack.

two hits.

whack.

three hits.

whack.

he stops at the forth, pulling me up by my hair to my feet, before looking me dead in the eye.

"don't EVER lie to me leyla. Or I promise you, it will be twice as bad next time. I swear to you, you won't feel after it."

He walks away, leaving me standing in the middle of the living room before I collapse to my knees, a darkness overtaking me that I had never seen before. My head spun, my back ached, and my legs gave in.

"leyla?" He says, confused on my sudden awakening.

I wake up panting, breathing heavily and trying to escape the darkness he locked me in 3 years ago. I didn't want to go back there, I couldn't.

I feel large hands wrap around my face again, just like his did. But lighter? It was a soft, comforting feeling, almost like being loved.

I open my eyes slowly, hesitating at first, believing that he had come back, but it was grey. Just grey.

I sigh out in relief, grateful that it wasn't my father.

his thumb strokes my chin, pulling my head into the side of my chest before he notices me staring up at him, admiring his facial features.

Guess I was still in his lap from earlier.

"What." He grunts, a slight tint of pink spreading across his cheeks, and I giggle a little, completely forgetting my dream from the past and focusing on how cute he looked right now.

"Grey, are you blushing because I caught you being nice to me?" I chuckle, causing him to instantly roll his eyes and push me off him lightly, making me fall to the floor with a thud, ouch.

"Ugh.." he coughs

I instantly shot up. Recognising the voice within second and turning to face him. His body adjusting to a comfortable position as he coughs a little still.

he's awake.

Jace is awake.

"Jace is friking awake!!!" I squeal

I get up, making my way over to him instantly and wrapping my arms round him. Well putting them over him, and laying my head on the crook of his shoulder, feeling the warmth of him engulf me immediately.

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