Princess

Teaser

1, 2, 3, 4. I dance to the song, feeling every beat in my fingertips. I knew I was going to be a dancer ever since I was a little girl. Taking a bow, I  finish my performance perfectly. I was the only person there, or so I thought. I felt a hand grab my shoulder roughly, instincts taking over, I turn around with a right hook. The guy grabs his jaw, groans and sits on the floor. His head full of chocolate curls bounce as he plops down. He looks up at me with ocean colored eyes, full of pain and curiosity, making time stop. His little smile at my slightly pathetic punch, perfection at its best. Suddenly, he morphs into my father, getting up off the ground. "I thought I said to pick up that glass?" he suddenly grabs my arm. "What glass daddy?" I ask, fear rippling through my already shaky voice. "This glass," he says like a snake, a smirk spreads across his face as he throws a beer bottle at my feet. Screaming at the pain and shards of broken glass in my feet, I run. "Where are you going love?" The boy with the curls calls to me. Just then, I couldn't move. I turn, but see my father. "Stop.. Messing, with my head!!" I turn to run again, but my feet were stuck to the floor, my legs were Jello, it felt as if I've never walked in my life. "Where are you going princess?"