as soon as i got home i had to tell the girls! i walked in and grabbed the 2 liter pop bottle and filled it with water and grabbed a cup of ice. i pulled the book and walked through just as i was i seen my dad. he stared at me then looked at the things in my hand he looked back and me and his eyes narrowed.. "dad, i thought you weren't home yet" he didnt even respond he just stared at me. "dad?" "hazel.. what are you doing with that stuff?" "i.. uhm.. i" i was so scared i couldnt even speak.. he used to abuse me when i was littler.. my mom saved me when i was 10.. she figured i needed to go to school and get an education.. thats why i always went on walks or hung out with the girls.. i always needed to stay away from him or i was afraid he would hurt me again. he came closer and hit the stuff out of my hands then pushed me up against the wall he kissed me grabbed my butt and fingered me through my pants. feeling me up.. i pushed him away and yelled at him not to touch me. he came closer.. he pushed me on the couch and layed on top of me. "come on hazel. give in, or i'll hurt you again" he grind-ed up against me "hazel baby come on" i turned away and he kissed my neck then pulled off my shirt and squeezed my boobs. I squeezed my eyes shut and hoped for a miracle. Just then Anthony knocked on the door "hazel!?" He yelled frombthe other side of the door "are you home?" I looked at my dad and he looked at me with anger in his eyes "who's Anthony?!" He yelled "m..my.. B...b... Boyfriend.." I stuttered he jumped up and zipped up his pants "hazel.. Leave. I don't want you back in this house ever." I picked up my shirt ran outside and jumped in Anthony's arms. "Hazel.. Your shirt.." I put my shirt back on and said "come on Anthony let's get out of here" I took his hand and we ran down the street straight to his house I collapsed on His porch and started breathing heavily I leaned over the stairs coughed up blood and spit. "Sorry about The mess" and I wipped my face.. "Its fine.. Come inside you need to sit down"
