The perfect show

Chapter 2: the run

My heart started beating rapidly, i couldnt react
Within split of a second my legs took me out of the room, i kept running and silently prayed that he didnt see me
I could hear him yell but it soon became an echo and faded away
Its then i realize how late I am to leave college, i could see from a distant the faded light of sun as the street lights glowed and played its role perfectly, if only every ones role was perfect, i sigh by thinking this
I hurried to home ,.. Home a place were you feel safe the most, were love and care is showed on you unlimited by your parents
a place were you feel no afraid, its home sweet home
Unlike mine, i dreaded home the most..
Ever since my mom died, my step dad took care of me, oh no, he took care of me in the worst way possible
He couldnt bear to see my happiness, he married my mom for her wealth and i was a burden for him ever since she passed away
"SCREECH" my heart skipped two beats when i saw a car right about to hit me when it came to a halt, i stood there wide eyed , starring at the driver , it was the guy from the room, i started running without giving a second glance back

Its not that im too eager to go home,i never really want to go home, if only i had choice                       i try my best to escape a few bruises for its hard to conceal them i hurried across my alley, shit im late again depicting whats the worst scenario i made a run to my house until the familiar sets of house came to my view, all the way to my home i silently prayed ,hoping not to see dads car   but there it was , the black honda civic .

i silently tip toed to the front porch and silently turned the key the door opens with a low 'THAK',i took off my hoodie and hanged at on the hooks

i then i silently walked towards the kitchen to prepare food thats when i saw him, my dad               he was glaring at me and when i raised my head to meet his eyes all i could see is pure anger and hatred

i lowered my head and i saw a empty bowl on the table in front of him 'whats this ' he snapped at me  'a bowl' i replied as almost a whisper  'what is in this "BOWL"?' he said through gritted teeth emphasizing the word bowl with even more anger if  thats possible 'nothing' i said in a scared whisper looking down 'and why there is nothing' he yelled at me  'because i was late to come to home, as i had some works with the teacher' i lied even knowing that it wont buy him  'so you selfish bitch want to keep me hungry so that you could finish some fu***** work huh' he screamed at me  i flinched and closed my eyes tight shut and when i opened i saw his hands raised with the bowl in them  before i could react he threw it on my foot

i was shocked and a little happy that he dint throw on my face like he used to  then he started to fast walk toward me and in a split of a second he grabbed my hair and showed me on the broken bowl leaving me with a chuckle   i screamed in pain , i couldnt move , i tried getting up but the broken pieces went inside them  i had no choice but to let them in and stumble to my room which is upstairs   i started to drag my body to the stairs and tried my best to move faster  in fear that my dad would return but i couldnt move that fast as there were pieces of bowl in my arms and palms too  when i reached the last two steps, i broke down . i couldnt handle this anymore, my whole body was bleeding and it left trails on the kitchen to hall and all the way up to the stairs which i am supposed to clean.                                                                                                            

 as soon as i reached my room , i dragged my self to the bathroom and took the first aid box from below the sink and started peeling off my cloths very carefully and trying not to push the pieces more inside i took out a pucker and started pulling out all the pieces buried in my skin and it cause more pain then i took a disinfectant and started rubbing them all over my body. i dint put bandages as they were scattered all over my body and would be noticed by others in school.  i stood up slowly and dragged my body till my bed and i fell on it  as soon as i felt my pillow underneath my head , i let sleep take over me