The Beginning

chapter two

CHAPTER TWO: Going Out

That night, dinner wasn't really easy to get through. My Mom, Dad, Trish, Johnny, and I were sitting at the dinner table eating. I kept quiet the whole time through. As much as I hate to admit it, I was scared. Scared of Johnny. I was scared of what he might do to me if I opened my mouth and said one word.

When we were younger, it wasn't like this. Sure he would yell at me but that's all he would do. Just yell. He would never hit me at that time. If I tripped and fell, he would help me up, put a band-aid on my bruises, and kiss my forehead making my tears go away. He was like a brother then. And now he's....I'm not sure what he is but I'm sure as check don't like him now. What the heck happened?

I reached for chicken but my mom stopped me. "Leticia Lee Tran! How the hell did you get that bruise on your cheek?" She asked me concerned.

I touched my cheek and remembered the bruise from when johnny backhanded me earlier. I looked to Johnny. He was giving me a peircing look, silently telling me not to tell what happened earlier. I looked back at my mom. "I just tripped and fell. You know how clumsy I am," I lied, smiling nervously. My mom just nodded and went back to eating. I think she believed me.

"Um...mom, dad. I'm going out tonight so don't wait up, ok."

"Where you going?" Johnny asked with a hint of anger in his voice.

"To the movies," I lied again.

"With who?" he asked again.

"Just by myself," I smiled fakely.

"By yourself? Letty that's not safe," my dad said.

"Dad, I'm 18 years old! I can take care of myself. Why do you and mom treat me like I'm some glass doll and that I'll break anytime soon?! I'm not a little girl anymore."

"You will always be our little girl, Letty. It doesn't matter if you're 50! You will still be my baby," my mom said sincerely.

"Whatever, mom," I replied, shaking my head a little.

"I want you to take your sister with you," my mom ordered.

"What! Why?!"

"I don't want you to go alone. You either take your sister or you'll stay home."

"But...Fine." I gave a hard sigh. Trish was smirking while she was taking a sip of her water. This was going to be a long night.

I took a shower and got dressed after dinner. I wore a black halter top thatch had red flames and a black leather mini skirt with my flaming boots on. I had my hair tied into a bun with some loose strands hanging out. I had put on black eyeliner and a clear shiny lip gloss. That's the only make up I would wear.

I walked out of my room and shut the door behind me. I came up to Trish's door and knocked. Trish opened the door with an ugly outfit as always. Notthing unusual. "You ready Trish?" I asked her plainly.

"Yeah, Letty, I'm ready," she grinned.

We descended down the stairs and open the front door. Trish stepped out first and before I could leave, Johnny grabbed my arm. "What are you wearing?!" he growled.

"What is it to you?!" I retorted, shoving my arm away.

"Change." He ordered.

"What makes you have the right to tell me what the heck I should do?!"

"Go change, Or I'll-"

"Or you'll what? Mom and dad is just a shout away. You wouldn't do anything with them here now would you?" I said fiercly. Before he could answer, I stepped out the door and slammed it behind me. I didn't want to deal with that right now.

I walked to my car and got in, putting the keys into the ignition. "What took you so long?" Trish asked, looking at me.

I just ignored her and backed out the driveway and drove off.