Saving Aliyah (editing)

07

-Aliyah Cameron-

I guess I'm kinda excited to go out, I mean I haven't really left the house since I moved in and it's been like a month

Alastair and I barely even talk, so I guess when he asked to hang out it surprised me a bit.

I brush my hair and pull it into a ponytail, using a claw clip to put it up before going downstairs

Part of me expected him to wait for me, but he's not here. I shrug and go over to the counter, noticing a piece of paper.

'Emergency at work, I'll be back tonight.'

It read, no name, but I already know it's from Alastair, Marcus was right. Alastair doesn't want me, and I won't be good enough for him, ever.

I close the door to my bedroom and lay down in my bed, holding the frog stuffed animal Carter brought.

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A knock on the door wakes me up, I turn towards the door "Aliyah, open the door." I hear Alastair say, I lay my head back down on the pillow.

"Aliyah" he says my name, I want to be mad at him, I should be, shouldn't I?

"Go away" my voice wavers, on the verge of breaking "Can I explain." He said, I sigh, and tell him to come in.

He stares at me "you were crying." Is the first thing he says, I nod my head "I wonder why." I mumbled, Alastair nods his head "right." His voice was so..cold.

"Dinners done, come down." He said "I'm not hungry." I say avoiding his eyes, staring at the wall

"I wasn't asking." Is his response, my eyebrows furrow in confusion "I don't want to eat." I say looking at him now

"It's not that fucking hard to eat, come down, now." He yells, my eyes fill with tears when he yells.

It's like he just realized what he did, because Alastair's eyes soften when he looks at me

"Get out"

"Aliyah-"

"Get out, get out." I cry, I see him look at me, I see Alastair look at me with so much regret from what he did.

He looks like he doesn't want to leave, but he does. He closes the door behind him.

My breaths shorten as I remember dad, when he'd yell, when he'd hurt me.

"Why aren't you fucking listening." Dad screams forcing me to look at him "I-I'm sorry" I say, he scoffs and shoves me down to the floor

"You don't fucking eat when you want you stupid bitch." I hold my stomach when he kicks it, laying on my side, trying not to cry.

"Shut the fuck up." My father grits yanking me off the ground "you're an ungrateful piece of shit." He says.

I try and cover my face, my ears from how much he's yelling, he pulls my arms down.

"Pathetic." He said pushing me back.

My breathing is still fast, I remember everything, dad, Eric, Liam, and the person who I once loved. Elliot.

I slump down on my bed, staring at the wall, as I feel tears slide down my face, shutting my eyes tightly.

Quiet sobs.

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I woke up to a note on my nightstand and the smell of food, I rub my eyes, and pick the note up.