Save me.

Pain

It's late and she didn't wanna go home. If she woke up her uncle Joey , she'd really get it. Alex pulled her Hood up as she was walking under a flicking street light. Boom. She jumped from the sound of thunder, it reminded her of her uncle. When he came home from the bar or from the garage, he'd stumble into the house knocking over everything that wasn't already on the floor. Boom boom. She jumped again, but not as high. The first one was always far more frightening than the second or third one. Not just with thunder, but other things too. Like when Joey would crack a object across her face just for looking so much like her dad. Joey hated him because he had gotten her  mom into drugs. Her mom overdosed from heroin when she was 8. Her dad is in jail and Joey got custody. Ever since His wife left him, she's been His personal boxing bag. Joey drinks like a fish. So that explains a lot. Alex shoved her cold hands into her sweatshirt pocket. A raindrop fell on her nose. "Shit.." Alex jogged into the bar that she lived by. When she walked in loud music was playing and it smelled like cigarette smoke. Alex always came here to hangout and drink a soda. Dave, the bartender, was really nice to her. He knew about Joey, how abusive he was. He never mentioned it, but she knew he knew, from the way he look at her marks. Plus, Joey always came to this bar.
Alex walked up and sat down at the bar, then put her Hood down. "Hey there Ally Cat." Alex turned the stool to see a old face smiling at her, so she smiled back. "Hey Dave, How's it going?" Alex replied. " Not to bad, business is booming!" "Oh Yeah? Any reason Why?" Dave grinned and pointing at something. "That there boy". She looked to Where he was pointing and a tall figure with brown hair turned around. Alexis dark brown eyes met with the man's blue eyes she blushed and turned away back to Dave. "Who's that?" She asked. Dave turned away and began to whip up a mix drink for a women across the bar with some friends. "That my dear is my son, I adopted him when he was 3. Now look at him, 22 years old, grown and just outta college." Alex smiled from the way he talked about him. He's only a couple of years older than me..
Suddenly the bar's door slammed open. Everything in the bar became still, everything besides Dave. Dave was wiping out a glass and brushing it off with His rag. Alex could feel hot breath rolling down her neck, it smelled like liquor. She turned around slowly . "Why haven't you been home?" Joey said trying to control is anger. "I Uh, thought I'd stop to get a soda.." Joey narrowed His eyes at her. "You know I came home to a dirty ass house? The fucking cats wernt feed either.. Where have you been..?" He stepped closer. Alex tried to control her breath as best as she could. Joey was now right in her face. "Where have you been!?" She jumped when he screamed. "Get your ass in the car. I'll deal with you at home." He stepped away staring her down with the anger basically flaring in His eyes. How could I forget to feed the cats? Alex cursed at herself for not doing the chores before she left. Joey took 3 shots before following her. She plopped in the backseat. She wasn't allowed to sit in the front seat of His car after she tried jumping out while it was moving. The backseat was stuck on child lock. She sat and looked at the raindrops falling onto her window. Suddenly the front door opened and Joey stumbled in. She could feel His eyes burning her through the reflection of His mirror. The drive was only a couple of blocks away, but she wished it was longer.
Once they pulled into the driveway he stepped out, and opened her door still holding His glare. She waited until he began to walk away so he didn't slam her back into the car. When she walked into the house he was waiting for her by the door. "Were the hell were you?" She stood looking at the ground to scared to even talk. He stumbled closer to her and reached His hand out to grab the upper part of her arm , His grip was firm and it hurt. "WHERE WERE YOU?" His grip tightened. Alex began to cry. "I was walking around!" He slapped her then threw her on the floor and pointed. "Don't you ever raise your Damn voice to me!" He began taking off His belt. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!" Alex screamed, she tried crawling backwards, she realised that she had been cornered by the wall. Once he got His belt off he slapped her leg hard. She screamed again. "KEEP SCREAMIN LITTLE GIRL, AIN'T NOBODY GON' HELP YOU!" He hit her again but on her shoulder right Where He had gripped it earlier, she screamed out in pain. Joey stopped and looked at her. He grabbed her by her arm again and pulled her up then pushed her into the living room next to the entry door. "Sit." He ordered her. She sat down trying to control her breathing again. Joey left the room and stumbled into another. He sat down across from her Once he returned. "What the Fuck is this." Joey threw down a bag filled with jewelry. Alex's eyes widened. How did he find that.. Alex kept a bag of expensive jewelry from her parents taped behind the washer . "Why haven't you gave me these? When did you even get them!?! You don't have a job!" He suddenly became quiet and narrowed His eyes again. Shit. Alex knew what he was thinking. "No No! I don't have a job! I swear to you!?" Alex pleaded. Joey stood up. "Where's the money? " Alex looked at him with confusion. "I I.. I told you.. I don't have a job sir.. " He stood with disgust in His eyes. Joey leaned over and punched her in her face. "DON'T LIE TO ME. WHERE'S THE FUCKING MONEY?" Alex became dizzy. " I don't have any." She tried saying without yelling. He then grabbed her arm and threw her on the floor, she slid and hit her back against the staircase railing. "Get out of my sight." Joey said as he leaned over to get the remote. Alex got up slowly, she was in so much pain but she wanted to get away from him. "Feed the cats!" Joey yelled as she stumbled into the kitchen.
After feeding the cats, she went into the bathroom and cleaned up. Blood, bruises, marks. She sighed. All he ever does is hurt me.. I'm sick of it.. She held her tears back and looked away. Once she got into her room she went into her dresser that had a little amount of clothes in it. She pulled a bag out along with a razor. She sat at her desk and looked at the bag, it had pain killers in it along with some other drugs. She pulled out a couple of Xanax's and used the razor to crush them up, then she leaned over and snorted it. Once she had snorted a couple of them she plopped into bed, and let her mind wander.

What would happen if I left this place.. I wonder if he'd find me.. Where would I go? Questions like this were brought up every night. I guess I won't know the answers to any of these...unless.. Alex sat up. She was really gonna do it this time. No more thinking. She had to try. She had to get away. She had to runaway.