My family Code

Chapter 2| Morning

Lilith's Pov:

I wake up and have no idea what time it is i was never alowed any type of electronic so i learned to tell time with the sun. Stepping outside i realise it's about 9.

I walk back to the barn and properly hide the motorcycle with the blankets and throwing the pillow behind it. Internally sighing I realising I can't delay this any longer I start to head back to the house.

Taking the same route I took here repeating the route I know all too well in my head. Unlike when I leave I don't run infact I do the exact opposite walking slowly thoughts on what awaits me when i get home. Usually silence or yelling most of the time they don't care sometimes that's worse than the screaming knowing that it really would not matter if I came back or not.

Turning onto 'our street'. Which is an overstatment because there's a grandtotal of five house seperated down a annoyingly long road. 'Our' house is the fourth there. Walking past each house in turn I count them till I reach the one i'm looking for.  

Taking the home key out from under the mat and unlocking the door before returning it there. I always thought was a dumb place to put it. Crossing the threshold into the living room I count 5 empty bottles sitting on the table. It's going to be one of those days. Great.... I head upstairs to my room catching slurred words hardly being able to make sense of them.

Then I hear my dad knocking on my room door. They know i'm back in the house.

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Snipping the loose end of the medical tape I used on the new cut on my arm I was given. I store the stuff under my bed again.  I make my way to the bed and lay down face first my fingers find their way to the long scar on my leg tracing it up and down. Soon i'll have a small one on my arm to add.

I made up my mind for the first time in my life. I made a choice. Legally I can't live on my own, my parents still have custody over me. So tonight I run.

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Before I can run, I need to act normal for the rest of the day. Or I keep telling myself that. As much as I always hated living under the same roof as them. I'm more nervous this time it feels different knowing what i'm going to do, now that I've made a choice. So here I am sitting in the living room pretending to watch a random channel on the tv. My thoughts floating elsewhere. The sound of the living room door opening makes my back go frigid. Sitting up straighter I notice both my parents eyes are glossy and bloodshot they stagger more even if they try not to show it they're drunk. They both seem to have their full attention on me. 

Then I see it I catch a glimpse of silver in the back of my eye taking a small glance I can't tell what it is. And personally I don't want to find out. 

Both my parents move across the room blocking my view of the TV there still closer to the door. I can tell they're trying hard to not act drunk but they are standing quietly inching further from the door. Further why would they do that?  "Lilith-" my mother starts the syllables of my name slurring ever so slightly. This is my chance I bolt from the room flying up the stairs slamming my room door shut and turning the lock.

I grab a bag from my floor and no sooner than my foot hits the ground taking a step closer to my closet than the banging on my door starts. Taking a couple more steps towards the closet before the yelling starts. That's all I need I bolt to the closet grabbing random stuff shoving it in my bag the yelling growing ignore it I slam my closet shut not even sure what I have in my bag. Then I hear a single sentence making me go rigid.

"Lilith Smith if you open the fucking door, I'm going to send it off its hinges." 

"Do it." I blurt before heading towards the air vent.

I hear his footsteps retreat down the stairs. Oh. Shit i'm going to get my ass beat I just had to talk smart. Had to get cocky. Internally rolling my eyes at myself my paces quickens. Faster than I thought  even possible I crank my window open. Zipping up my bag I throw it out. It hits the ground the same time something slams against it. It hits again.

Throwing myself on the edge of the window sill. I jump. Leaving that life behind me for good.

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okay so chapter two quick couple things Lilith does not view that place as home and ehr plan is NOT to run to the police but run away far away. As far as possible. Becuase going to the police means telling them that she got abused and never really talking to anyone except the librarian for about an hour a day for a little less than 2 years. She never wanted to be open. And yes she is like an amazing at the medical stuff she taught herself on her free time and using the couple pcs in the library she looked up tips.

Word count: 807

Okay that's all this is chap two? thoughts, love you?

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