Chapter three-
I tasted salt in my mouth and touched my face. Wet salty water was on my face, just like the water I had watched my father die in.
Why did he have to get stuck?
I drove, wiping the tears off my face. It was no use thinking about it that would make it worse.
I pulled into the caravan park. Our home. Our caravan was one of the nicer ones. It had a toilet, a kitchen, a booth thing where you eat, and a double bed at the back. I breathed in and stopped beside it. My mum quickly jumped out and walked swiftly up to the door getting her keys out. I sighed and followed her, locking the car. I watched her walked into our ‘house’.
I breathed in just as someone behind me breathed out.
Wait....Someone behind me?
I heard the bat whistle though the air before I felt it. When it made the impact I didn’t feel it at first, but when I did pain shot up my arm.
Laughing sounded behind me. I turned, clutching my arm.
“Where’s my money, little girl.”
“I’m not little!” The saying “Old Habits Die Hard” really made sense at that moment.
“Fine, where’s my money, Ash?”
“Umm”
He grabbed my hair and dropped he bat. “Where’s my money, you said you would have by today.”
“The thing about that.....” Where was James when you needed him? He said he would come over this afternoon.
“What?”
“I will have your money by tomorrow, I promise.” Lie
“That’s whats you said yesterday.”
“Yeah I know but today.....I had to go to the doctors....I had no time.....I was there all day” Lie, really I had ben pleading everyone I knew for any money.
He let go of my hair and smashed his fist into my cheek.
“You better have my money or I’ll kill you.”
“I will” Lie.
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I sat facing the wall, the ice on my arm was numbing the pain but it still hurt.
I banged my head against the wall.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
I heard footsteps behind me, and turned.
James was there smiling, that turned into a frown when he saw my black eye.
“Hey, little girl whats wrong?”
He put his arms around me and I dug my face into his chest.
“What happened?”
“Nothing.”
“So am I supposed to accept that you ran into a pole?”
“Yes, and then you’re supposed to tend to me and serve me dinner in bed and massage my feet while I watch a movie.”
He laughed and ruffled my hair.
“In your dreams baby.”
I gave him a long kiss, James stroking my back with his thumb. He started to give me short kisses up my face until he reached my eye. He put his lips gently down on the sore closed lid.
“Gotta put some ice on your eye too, and yes, I noticed your arm.”
I groaned.
We stood up and he helped me over to the fridge.
He opened the door and pulled out a icepack and put it on my arm. Then he dug back into the fridge and pulled out a second.
“No icepack is going near my eye.”
“Oh yes it is.”
I squealed jumped up and made a break for the door.
He caught up to me just as I tripped. And no he didn’t catch me before I fell; he fell on top of me. Typical James.
He pinned my arms down (yes including my sore one) and sat on top of me. He put the ice on my eye and I squirmed as it touched my face. Normally I liked him on top of me but not today. I bit his hand and, I accidently broke the skin.
“Fuck, Ash” he put his hand to his mouth.
I jumped up and ran to my bed.
“I didn’t mean toooo”
“Uh huh”
He looked hurt so I walked back to him and sat in his lap.
“I’m sooo sorry can I do anything to help with the pain.”
I looked at him raising my eyebrows.
He raised one. I loved it when he did that!
“Fine, but you got to remember, I’m the ones whose hurt so I get to chose. “
“Sure baby” We both knew I would be begging for him in the end and he would finally give in, so I don’t know why he said that, but still what ever made him happy.
He licked his lips, hungry for what was to come.
I felt the same so I got to work starting with his mouth.
