Magic // Joey Graceffa Fanfic *rewriting*

Chapter 13

I looked in horror at the man infront of me. He's my dad, I know, but he was scary and abusive too. He was drunk all the time and would hit me and my mother. He raped my mom... that's how I was born. I wasn't really wanted as a child anyways. I had to do everything by myself. I snapped back to reality instantly knowing I would only make him angry if I dozed off.

"Hi daddy." I whimpered looking down. He forcefully lifted my chin up.

"Look at me when you talk to me." He growls.

"Yes daddy." I mutter.

"What?" He asked.

"Yes daddy." I say a bit louder.

"Now come, we're going back to Canada." He said.

"What?" I whined.

"We're going to Canada and you are going to stay with me and be happy." He says grabbing my wrist.

"Why I have friends here an-" I begin.

"WE ARE GOING BACK TO CANADA AND YOU'LL LIKE IT!" He barked at me.

"DAD I HAVE A BOY HERE I LIKE AND I'M NOT LEAVING HIM!" I wail. He turns and looks at me. I quickly run up the steps to the bathroom and lock the door behind me. I pant looking at my wrist which was all red. I search around for my phone.

"Claire?" I ask.

"What I'm on my-" Shhe starts.

"Daddy's here. Come home quick." I whisper.

"OH MY GOSH!" She yells. I cringe.

"Where are you at?" I ask her.

"On my way now. Are you hiding?" She asks.

"Bathroom." I state.

"Okay, be careful. I'm on my way." Claire says and hangs up. Might as well write out my will now. I find a crumpled up peice of paper and a pen in a drawer.

Hi guys it's Delilah and here's my will since I might get killed because my fathers forcing me to go back to Canada and I'm like in hiding. I leave all my clothes and beauty supplies to Claire. I really don't know alot of people anyways here... I leave my camera to Joey uh I love you? My car goes to some friend I have without a car and my room goes to whoever wants to live in it! Well bye?

From Delilah. 

I put the note on the mirror and I confidently walk out and down the steps.

"Lets go." I simply said.

"Good girl." He takes me by the arm and drags me out. Trust me, I'm not an idiot. The guy next door is a cop. And I called him too, he said he'll be waiting. I clear my throat and glare at the back of my dads head. Only if looks could kill...

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I yell and the cop rushes out with handcuffs, a tazer, and a gun and gets to my father.

"Release the girl." The cop says. My dad walks up to him and trys to punch him but the cop tazes him. I try not to laugh watching this because it looked like he was dancing when it happened. He handcuffs him and leaves. I smile and watch Joey pull up and get out.

"What just happened?" Joey asked.

"My father got arrested!" I say with a proud smile.

"Uhh..." Joey says.

"Come in, I have totes seri conversation with you." I say.

"You went text speak on me girl." Joey says and I laugh.

"Now, sit." I tell him. He sits and I sit next to him.

"Remember when you asked about my father and I said pass?" I said emphisizing on father because I really didn't want him to be my dad.