Double Trouble [A OHSHC Fanfic]

Prologue

Tasia's POV

*Flashback to the day before*

"C'mon Tasia. We can't stay any longer. We must leave at once. Take what you can. I'll meet you in the car." My father kissed my forehead then ran downstairs to the basement.

I sighed. I knew this was going to happen. My psycho mom overdone it this time. I immediately jumped up and packed as much as I could into one suitcase. I put only my favorite clothes into it. In a separate bag, I put all my bathroom stuff (like my toothbrush) and all my favorite photos and items into it. I grabbed my cell phone then texted my best friend, Taras, goodbye. He knew the problems I had at home so he wouldn't be too surprised, only saddened. I sighed again as I ran down to the car and put my bags in the trunk. I went back into my room to double check if I was leaving anything important. I looked at my dresser and started tearing up. The only picture of my family before my mom became a maniac in the head was in that little frame. I took the picture out of the frame, folded it, and put it in my pocket. I grabbed my headphones then went down to the car. As I got into the car, another car pulled into our driveway. My eyes widened.

"Uh... Dad!" I yelled.

No response. My mom got out of the car and saw me when she looked up from her cellular. She stopped immediately and I stared at her in horror. Her eyes moved to the car's open trunk, seeing my packed bags. Shit...

"Why you little-!" My mom ran towards me.

"DAD! HELP!"I screamed for my life.

I heard my dad come out just as my mom grabbed me by my shirt and yanked me back. I was screaming at the top of my lungs as my dad tried to pry her off me and stop her from choking me. As soon as I felt her hand let go, I ran to slam the trunk closed then into the car and started it so we could just leave. My dad hit her in the stomach with his guitar case (cliché dad) and she fell into the mud. I covered my mouth and tried not to laugh as I saw her disgusted facial expression. As soon as my father got into the car, he handed me his guitar case and I put it in the backseat as he sped out of the driveway.

"Pull up directions please, sweetheart." He asked politely after a while when we were on the freeway.

"Where to?" I asked, swiping my finger across my screen to get to the app.

"The airport."

I nodded. This was the first time after millions of attempts that we succeeded to get away from her.

*End of flashback*