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Chapter 3

I come back home, exhausted from the day. I really need a nap, but I know i'll get a nightmare. I glance at my watch and sees it's already 4:30pm. I decided to cook spaghetti bolognaise because that was the only thing I could cook. When she was in the middle of cooking it. The door opened. She started to freak out and glanced at the clock. It was only 5:00pm.

'Anyone in here?'

I knew who it was now, she felt safe when he was around.

'Joe? Is that you?'

Joe walked into the house and saw me. I ran up to him and embraced. He has been gone for 2 months. It's always quiet without him. I feel safer when he is around because I can keep my secrets safe with him. I walked back into the kitchen and so he followed me.

'Hey baby girl, what are you doing'

'I'm cooking dinner for dad.'

'Ok.... Why are you cooking when you can have mum do it?'

I shuddered and stayed silent. I had to tell the truth. I cannot lie to him. I looked down and kept making dinner.

'Is everything alright?'

'I-I don't know'

What do you mean when you say I don't know?'

A tear slipped down my cheek. He saw the tear. He knows there's something wrong.

'Gabby, you're starting to scare me.'

'Richard, he-he smashed a wine bottle on her head, which knocked her out clean.'

'Keep going, tell me all of it. Spill Gabby.'

'After...she fell on the ground...he-he grabbed a knife...and....'

'And what!?'

'Stabbed...her t-to death...'

There was a silence in the room. I couldn't speak after that. I fell to the ground and buried my face in my hands.

'Gabriella? Please tell me she isn't dead.'

'Y-yep, dad k-killed her... Why? Why did it happen? To us? We'll never be the same...'

I burst into tears. He ran over to me and hugged.

'Shhhh... it's going to be ok. It's going to be ok'

'I hate him, I HATE HIM SO MUCH! Why? What did we do wrong?'

'Calm down Gabby..... everything's going to be ok.'

His reassuring words calmed me down. I glanced at the clock and I saw that it was 5:30pm. And dad comes home in thirty minutes.

'Shit, can you help me cook dinner, dad expects it at 6pm sharp. If I don't get it on time he'll keep abusing me.... I need this to stop right now. I can't deal with it anymore.'

'I know you can't deal with it anymore.'

'Can you please let me stay with you?'

'Sorry Gabby, I wish I could but....'

'But what?'

'My girlfriend, is living with me....'

'YOUR GIRLFRIEND!?'

Our heads snapped to the door. It was Richard (I don't want to name him dad because dad is like loving. Naming him Richard is making it sound like gabby is full of hatred. Hope y'all understand)

'What do I always tell you, Joe..... you're never listening to me. I'll have to punish you. Gabby, did you get the dinner done? Because if you don't, i'll have to do the same thing to you."

Joe and I exchanged the "oh no" look at each other. I knew I was in deep shit as well as Joe. We knew something was going to happen to us.

'Don't  you dare lay a finger on her.'

Suddenly, Richard threw his hands at me and smashed my back against the wall. I screamed in fear as his fists collided against my stomach. Joe stood there, not wanting to get into the fight, his hands covering his eyes, not wanting to see the pain. I winced in pain as the beating started to get worse every hit. I couldn't take in the pain and I suddenly blacked out.

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*JOE'S P.O.V*

I stared in shock as I saw my dad start to beat up my sister. I covered my eyes and started to shiver. Why did I stand on the spot? I question myself, Why my sister? Not me? I hear that my dad has stopped. I kneel by my sister's side. The state shes in. It's horrible. She has a bleeding nose and she has a busted lip. She'll have a lot of bad bruises by the end of the day. Her bruises starting to get worse. I need to get her to the hospital. I stand up and see my dad heavily drinking. My anger was at its boiling point. I shouted at him for all the careless thinking that he's done.

'What the hell did you just do? You're heavily drinking you're problems away, but those problems will never fade away. Alcohol will never solve you're problems, i'll create even more problems. And they'll be harder to solve. You need to think dad! What the hell is wrong with you? What happened to the loving dad that would give un-breaking love to the family, huh? I can't deal with this bullshit!"

I kneel once again and carry my sister to the door. My dad was still heavily drinking. Clearly, he didn't hear a single word that I said.

'Hey dad, will you do one thing for me?'

'WHAT IS IT NOW JOE?' He started shouting me.

'Rot in hell, Richard.'

And without a blink, I walked out of the door, got my sister in my car, and drove off to my apartment.

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Hi everyone....
I'm so sorry i couldn't post much. I was very busy with school related things.
I hope ya'll understand....
Thx: Hannah