Chapter 10:
FAITH'S POV:
The bell rang dismissing us from school. I trudged to my locker knowing I would have to go home and if my dad remembered anything from that night, he would raise hell.
"Hey so are you ready?" Harry asked as I pulled out my backpack from my locker.
"Yeah let's go." I grabbed his hand squeezing it as we strolled over to his car.
We both sang along to music as we drove to my house. As we stopped in front of it we grew silent.
"So um I guess..." I didn't finish I knew he knew what I meant.
"Yeah.... Uh do you want me to walk you up to the door?"
A few days ago I said no but now I feel like we have been through so much in only a couple days. He was the only friend I had so... I guess he was like, my best friend because he was my only friend.
I let my hand fall into his and he carried my bag for me.
I was about to walk in when he turned me to face him, he really was strong!
"Hey, promise me you will call or text me if you need anything at all. Okay?" He looked into my eyes. They just say there for a while. He leaned in and so did I and there it was my first kiss. Yes I was 16 and had my first kiss. Embarrassing right. I then pulled away slowly glancing at the door. I then let go of Harry's hand, grabbed my bag and opened the door. I turned around to see him just staring at me. I wasn't sure what to do so I just decided to shut the door. I went to my room, locked the door and flopped onto my bed thinking about him. I wanted to scream in joy but obviously I couldn't do that. It was amazing and tingly and just... Wonderful!
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I woke up the next morning on time getting dressed and brushing my hair and teeth. I skipped breakfast and grabbed my shoes.
As I skipped towards the door I heard a scruffy voice,
"Where's my meds sweetheart?" He was trying to sound sweet.
"What meds?" I asked trying to play it off that I had no clue what he was talking about.
"MY FUCKING PILLS WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO WITH THEM?"
He was yelling loud and it echoed through the house.
"Dad I really have no idea what you're talking about. I have to go I'll be late for school." I backed towards the front door.
He slowly walked towards me.
"Just give them to me and then you can run off to school with that douchebag."
"What douchebag? I don't have a clue what your talking about at all?"
He took 3 more steps towards me. It was 9:00 and school had started. I didn't know what to do. If I was late again she would ask why and I couldn't tell her the truth.
"You little bitch! You know who the fuck I'm talking about! That
Little shit who knocked me out!"
I was shocked he had remembered what had happened. I guess I wasn't very good at hiding my feelings because he could tell I was surprised.
"What? Not think I would remember? You ain't that smart for a bitch who has no friends."
"I-I'm not a bitch." I tried to stand up to him buying myself time and stalling him. I knew this would only piss him off more.
"I really do have to get to school." I mumbled.
"You know how I feel about mumblen'"
He grabbed my wrist and twisted it tight.
"Ow. Ow! Your hurting me! Stop! Please!"
"Leave my fucking girlfriend alone you fucking asshole." I turned to see Harry behind my and I was filled with relief.
"Get a fucking life and leave my daughter alone." My dad growled and I was scared for my life.
"I can't I need to protect her. And she kinda cute to." He smirked a little and looked at me then snapped back to reality.
"Look I don't want to hurt anyone just let her go. Please." Harry was trying to reason with him.
He pulled out a knife, my dad had a knife in his hands.
"Dad, dad stop!"
He came towards Harry, passing me and shoving the knife in Harrys face.
"Tell me where the pills are and I will let you go all safe and sound back to your mommy."
"I will never tell you. I don't know where they are." Harry said trying to show no fear. Although I could see fear in his eyes.
"Tell me now Faith, or your boyfriend gets it." He said putting the knife to Harry's neck.
"FINE! Just put the knife down please. Please let him go." I begged.
"Tell me where it is first. Then I will take my knife, put it in my pocket and let him leave."
"W-what about me?"
"I don't give a fuck about you."
"It's in the pantry behind the flour. Just go get it. And please let Harry leave!" I pleaded.
"Okay well thank you Faith." He slowly brought down his knife.
"But there's one problem, I can't have a witness to why happened today." And with that I screamed bloody murder as his hand shot up to Harry's neck.
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Driving to Nowhere
Teen Fiction"Being nine years old, I tried my best to understand my mother was gone forever and I knew my childhood was over. Now sixteen having an alcoholic father and not much money I fight for myself. I never had anyone that cared about me except my mom. Wel...
