Saved by Satan

I.3

 Copyright © 2016 by AsiaJenell  

As Lady entered her house, she noticed that all the lights were on. She looked around warily with failure to notice any other signs of life. A joyous grin spread across her face with realization the realization that she was alone. No beatings. No yelling. No drama. No parents. There were moments that came up every now and again where she would arrive to an empty home, but she never knew when to expect it. When it happened, she savored every minute of it like it was her last. And she knew exactly how she wanted to spend it. She hurried into the bathroom inside of her parent's master bedroom, and pulled their old radio out from under the sink. Lady plugged it into the socket beside the kitchen bar and search for a specific radio station. She continued to turn the knob until she had the one she was looking for. Unfortunately, the station was on commercial, so she stretch before hand. She always found that her movements were loose and smooth when she stretched first.

While she was stretching out her back, the uplifting sound of music filed the room. The up-tempo beat was enticing, and soon Lady's hips were rolling and she was twirling around the family room. This was what she lived for. Dancing was her passion, but she was never able to do it when her parents were in the house. She always had to be quiet and out of sight; with dancing, she could be free and wild and really excited herself. Dancing was the one thing that was her own; nobody could take it away. The music was intoxicating. During the next commercial break, she was surprised to note that twenty minutes had passed. Lady spent all of her night dancing, only stopping to go to sleep around two o'clock in the morning. She slept with a smile on her face, until she was awoke an hour later to the sound of her drunken mother stumbling in.