My abuser

Chapter 4

Pic of Charlotte's house

As u stepped out of the car I saw a little puppy run across the yard.shit if my dad sees him then i'm definitely screwed. yet again if my dad is already home then  he must now about it. i grab my bag making sure that i didn't leave anything at the store or the car, that my dad would take. i especially made sure i had the phone from my mom. i walked to the back of the car popping the hood with my keys. i walked over and grabbed the bags all in one arm and the milk in the other. as i walked to the door i heard the buzz of the cameras fallowing my every move. i made sure not to look at them. if i did then he would now that i knew they were there. i had gotten pretty good at ignoring them but it still bothered me.  i put the milk down and grabbed the handle. y dad wasn't home or the door would be unlocked. i rummaged through my purse and found the long cord hooked to the keys. i grabbed them and herd a loud plop. i was going to be so screwed if it was the phone or anything else. i slowly looked down as to not seem so worried to the cameras. the only thing possibly worse then the phone falling was my candy that i had. i bent down and picked it up like i had never seen it before.  i walked into the kitchen and through it into the garbage. i new i could get it later. i stated putting all the groceries away when i heard a very similar jingle. i looked up from the bags and saw my cat Pepper sitting on the counter. i put my hand out to touch her but instead she just his at me.

"excuse me. what did i do to piss you off". i said with a little attitude.

she just meows in return and jumps off the counter. i see her go over to the window and start pawing on it. whenever she paws at something it means somethings there. i look over and open the door. once i open the door a little fur ball runs in. i shriek and step back almost landing on my cat.

"what the fuck was that?"

i look back at where i think the thing ran. i start walking over to it and see a little pomsky sitting on the floor looking at me with its head turned and one ear up. i knew that my dad would kill the poor guy if he saw it in the house. luckily for my there were no cameras inside. i grabbed the dog and looked down at his collar. the tag read Charley but nothing else. no address just a paper zip tied to the collar.

dear whoever finds him,

        please take care of my dog. i couldn't keep him because my family had to move. if you find him please take him in.

i looked down at Charley looking into his bright blue eyes. he gave me a soft kiss on my cheek. i guess since you don't have anyone else and you seem like a quite dog i could keep you. with that i got up and brought all my stuff over to the open ladder leading to my room, in the attic.