emily's POV
"YOU LITTLE BITCH!"
"YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING WORTHLESS WHORE"
Yes, this is my life. this is what I hear every morning, every night. you get used to it after a while...you just get so numb, you don't even feel the pain anymore.
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I was cooking teriyaki chicken smothered in barbecue sauce, my fathers favorite. hopefully this will get me a small beating but I highly doubt it, never happened before.
"EMILY! WHERES MY DINNER!" he screams from the living room, I quickly put everything onto a plate and presented it the way he liked it because if ididn't i would most likely get thrown down the stares. its better than being beaten with a belt buckle i'll tell you that.
As I place the dinner tray on my father's lap I could feel his penetrating gaze on my face, his evil face shaped in amusement at my nervousness. "Why so nervous dear daughter? surely you aren't scared of your old man are you?"
"n-no father" I always had to call him 'sir' or 'father' around him, he hated when I called him father though I could tell he by the scowl on his face as the words left my mouth.
"well?" he asked patronizingly, i stare confused at him a moment before remembering his dinner still in my hands.
"oh! my apologies f-father...my memory went elswhe-"
"shut up you insufferable little girl" he shouted at me silencing me once more... well there goes my little beating.
"yes sir." i whispered bowing my head. He stared at me for a while with a frown on his face."now get out of my site you're face sickens me" he spat . I was beyond shell-shocked that my father hasn't kicked me or even slapped me tonight...there must be something wrong. At least I won't be leaving with any bruises on my face, the ones from last night where still throbbing and edging me to scratch the now healing scars on my arm. Walking slowly to my room I think over my escape plan.
First I'm going to wait till midnight when i know my father will be asleep then grab his most expensive car keys witch would be his Lamborghini aventador j,after that I go through my balcony window which thank God is only a few metres drop to the ground. Then i head to one of my father's garages get the car, drive from Miami to Washington DC. The car ride wont be the most fun ride but i just have to keep a level head and I will be fine.
No doubt there will be people after me within a day or two but because I have been kidnapped onver 5 times my father decided to get me into jujitsu lessons; not because he wanted me safe no... he made me take them so that no harm was done to his 'prized daughter' he said to me if anyone is to kill me it would be him...he made that a promise.
As i entered my room my eyes zoomed in on the wardrobe with locked away two duffel bags with things i will need such as; 10 change of clothes and shoes (they where very big duffel bags might i add) and that was just one bag, in the other was toothbrush, toothpaste, a rag, my mango scented shampoo, straighteners, my new phone and charger (can't have father dearest taking me now can I?) map, navigator, different types of body lotions and perfumes and last but not least 50 thousand dollars from my fathers credit card...that should keep me for a few months plus while my father was at work I stole his credit card that had the most money in it, with was rightfully mine from my mother but was never given to me. I guess I was just taking whats mine.
I waited for an hour before my clock struck exactly 11:55, taking out a piece of paper from my pillow and a pen I wrote:
Dear father,
I just have a few words to say and by time you read this letter I will be long gone to somewhere none of your little minions will ever find me. Anyways, for the past eight years I have put up with you're stubborn ways, abusive behaviour and bitchiness and I just have one more thing to say...
fuck you and I hope you suffer the way I did.
Love from you only living family, Emily x
As i finished I wrote 'Lewis' on the front of it before changing into my all black outfit then grabbed my two duffel bags, put them at the edge of my bed before sneaking out of my room at exactly 12:15 when all the guards would be asleep. I tip-toed towards the key shelf and got the keys for my father's Lamborghini then top-toed back to my room, grabbed my two bags and my small make up kit with everything I'm going to need to transform my look so I'm not recognized.
jumping through my balcony was no problem, years before I found 3 loose bars to my left just big enough for two people to fit through.. just the right size for me to get through as well as my three possessions. sprinting as fast as I could I opened the car trunk, gently place the things into it then jumping into the drivers seat. there where four other reasons to why I chose this car, one: it was the quietest car my father owned, two: It was automatic meaning I wouldn't have to waste time changing gears, seriously I don't see why people like manual cars they where such hard work. Anyways back to main subject. Three: because it was super fast and four It's the newest meaning it doesn't have a tracker on it yet.
Driving down the road I forgot that my navigator is in one of the bags I pulled over and climbed out of the car, I wasn't worried because at this point I am about 5 miles away from my home. grabbing all of my duffel bags and makeup kit I shove them all into the passenger seat of the car then jumped back in locking the door behind me and speeding of down the motor way.
*10 hours later*
At this point im somewhere in a hotel in south Carolina costing $560 for per night which is absolutely fine because i will only be staying here two days.
the next morning i packed my stuff that I took out of my duffel bag had a shower put on a new set of clothes and headed back on the road to Finnish my journey. I have about three hours left out of my trip before I get into Washington then another hour getting to the hotel. how great.
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