Late one night the neighbor knocked on the front door and asked, "Is everyone okay? I heard screaming." I nod softly hiding my bruised and red arms, "Y-Yes everyone i-is okay ma'am..." I stutter shaking violently.
She nods, "If anyone does need help, I'm next door" I not and we say our goodbyes. I close the door. "WHO WAS THAT?!" My 'father' yelled at me. "A-a church g-goer..." I stutter lying of course. He'd get mad if I told the truth. "WHAT DID THE FUCKER WANT?!"
T-To see if we'd go to their church. I told them w-we wouldn't be able to..." I tremble more trying to stay calm. He dismissed me and I ran to my room. As soon as I got in I closed and locked the door crying softly. I hid in my closet and heard my phone go off. I just ignored it but the person kept calling it, "D-don't bother..." I mumbled.
It kept going off and eventually I answered it. "H...Hello?" I silently cursed myself because my voice gave away that I was crying. "Oh my god you scared me so much- wait...are you crying?" I heard Vincent say in a worried tone. "I-I'm fine...D-don't worry about me...." I froze up when I heard him say, "I'm coming over " I started shaking, "N-no no i-it's fine V-Vincent really-" he cuts me off, "See you in a bit Jeremy." Then he hung up.
"Oh god..."
