The One

Chapter 1

Vannessa's POV

I can feel a burning sensation in my cheek. I can already tell that it was going to be bruised in the morning. It was nothing new though.

Work ends at three o clock so I just came home from work but I was six minutes late and my dad was as drunk as hell so he punched me which is a big shocker, note the sarcasm.

A/N: Vannessa's dad's name is Peter and her mom's is Anna

Ever since my mom died thirteen years ago when I was five from a car accident my dad started drinking and abusing me. He also started to blame me of my mother's death because me and my mom were going to the store when a drunk driver almost ran me over but instead ran over my mother because she pushed me out of the way to saved me.

"YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SH*T!" my dad roared while punched me again in the same place he punched me the first time. If it wasn't bruised before it definitely is now.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE HERE SIX F*CKING MINUTES AGO!" He screamed kicking me in the ribs. The pain shot through my left side where he kicked me. I screamed because of the pain but it only lead to me getting kicked on the other side.

This time I actually kept my mouth shut but I let a few tears glided across my face.

"I just want to beat the sh*t out of him." My inner voice said.

My dad suddenly grabbed me by my dark brown wavy hair that goes down a little past my shoulders and then pulled me across the floor to the small cold basement that was my room. It only had a mattress in the far left corner as my bed, and a small bag for all my clothes.

He pushed me down the hard wooden stairs and closed the door. I let out a quit sob and cried. After a few more minutes of sobbing, I turn the dim light on the illuminates  part of my room and laid down on my very uncomfortable 'bed' carefully so I don't press on the now forming bruises on my body.

A single tear glided down my face. I started to quietly sobbed before the darkness consumed me.

*Flashback/Dream*

I skipped along the sidewalk holding my mommy's hand to go to to the grocery store. I suddenly wanted to run so I let go of my mommy's hand and started running.

I hadn't made it that far until I was stopped by my mommy's voice."Vannessa, slow down!" My mommy yelled.

She was wearing some jeans and a blue shirt with her hair in a bun. 'My mommy is so pretty.'I thought to myself.

I turned around and yelled back"I am just going to run a little, Mommy!" My mom gave me a warm and loving smile and said, "Ok, but just don't run too far and don't go in the street!". before I turned to run I said "Ok Mommy"

I started  to run when suddenly I heard a roar of a engine in the truck. I turned my head only to see a car racing towards me.

I couldn't move at all. "VANNESSA!" My mommy screamed. I still couldn't move. I tried  with all my might to move but couldn't.

I was suddenly pushed five feet away from the spot I was standing in. That was enough to get my out of my trance. I turned right when the car hit my mommy.

There was blood everywhere but I still ran to where my mommy was. While I was running to her I screamed "MOMMY". Once I got there I went on my knees to see that my mommy was still breathing.

"Mommy are you okay?" I said . I could feel the tears running down my face and a large lump forming in my throat."Baby. Listen to me. I just want to tell you that I love you and live life to the fullest."mommy said.