An Angels Lament

Chapter 4-An unexpected coincidence

Chapter four:

Flashback

she heard them fighting before she saw them. As she walked down the cold wood stairs the the living room she heard the same old fight.

She mentally checked off all the criteria to under stand what was going on. Father yelling? Check. Mother screaming? Check. Father swearing? Check. Mother threatening to leave? Check. Father threatening to kill me if she leaves? Check. Mother apologizing and crying? Check. The sound of father beating mother, telling her this is what she deserves? Check.

At only the age of 6, she understood that this probably only started from something stupid. The last fight started because her mother burnt fathers toast. She watched Father walk proudly out of the kitchen, he noticed his daughter sitting on the steps and walked towards her. She didn't shrink in fear as he wanted. So he though he thought he would make her show respect. His hand clamped over her little neck, slamming her into the wall besides them, making the few photos shake. She looked at him blankly, she was used to this. He slammed her harder, still holding her neck. She still did nothing, only slightly wrinkling her nose at the smell of hard liquor on his breath. He dropped her onto the floor and walking away but not before slapping her across the face.

Once he had left to room she walked to the kitchen, to check if her mother was still alive. When she entered the room she saw blood. Lots of it. She had seen this amount before, even worse, but this time she couldn't hear her mother squirming in pain.'Happy Birthday to me' she thought bitterly. This time was different though.

End of Flashback

She woke up in the elevator going down to the bottom floor, She didn't bother screaming or struggling, she knew from prior experience he would just hunt her down again. She just open her eyes just in the to see someone dash past the elevator and into the staircase, slamming the door open in the process. He pulled her by the arm into the harsh winds, with the only peice of clothing she owned, doing very little to keep he warm. After a block or two the bulked man pulled her into a cheap motel and took her to the second floor. “So what now Mason? Gonna push me around a bit? Then what? Lock me up until you want sex? Same old same old, you've lost your touch” She added boredly. "Watch it missy" Mason warned, he loomed over her. "Don't even think about running" he added as he slammed the motel door shut, she heard it lock from the outside.

She sighed to herself and walked to the window, and curiously watched a man panickly search the street, with his hood up and  his headphones in. She knew it was him, she yelled and hit the window, and due to a bird on the roof he looked up. Just quick enough for them to make eye contact and for Mason to storm inside. She gulped. She knew she was going to get it now.