"Where have you been?!" A dark voice screamed at her. It was 02.00 and the dark room had never seemed darker.
"I will ask you again, young lady: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" His voice echoed between the houses in the neighbourhood.
"Well?" The voice slowly faded down to a whisper, and Chloe knew that she had to get away now before he exploded.
"You are not my father, and you don't control me" Her voice was as cold as ice, not letting any feelings through her words, like she was giving no mercy for what she was going to do.
In a matter of seconds, Chloe kicked him in his left leg making him scream and biting his lip. She knew this was her only chance to get inside, and she only had seconds before he would take her arm and slam it in the wall next to them. With her heart pumping in her chest, she jumped over his leg that was trying to block her way, opened the door and ran upstairs. Breathing fast she opened the door to her room and locked it with a click.
Her room. The only place in the house that was not invaded by steph douch. The posters of bands and punkers made her feel calm and home, and her dirty clothes lay in a pile beside her big bed.
Chloe sat down on her bed, trowing of her black beanie and letting her fingers glide through her blue hair.
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She Wolf
FantasyChloe Colver was born in a small family, happy family. Living with her mother and father who loved her. Sadly, one morning, James went for a walk saying he was going grocery shopping for dinner, he never got back. Crying and screaming Chloe was slow...
