Chapter 2

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As I'm tapping the tune to D-j  Khaled's 'all I do is win' the door slams open and in walks my father.

"Hello daddy dearest" I say smiling

His face was blank and he didn't speak all he did was motion for me to follow him.  

Oh-oh, this is not good, I mean come on I expected it but still it scares me a little, my father is the happy go lucky type, never the strong silent type, always the strong and happy type.
Now I know I'm in for it tonight.

As we got home that night I was very surprised to find that my dad didn't even look at me, he went straight to his room.
Well I guess I'm in for it tomorrow then.

I head to my room, and fall backwards into my purple and black covered bed.
My whole room is just purple and black, not too interesting.

I check my phone as I plug it into its charger, a few 'where are you? Did the pigs get you?' Type of messages which I don't reply to out of exhaustion and soon my eyelids started to become heavy and droop.

Sleep didn't come easily that night, it never did. I closed my eyes and it must of been an hour or two before I slipped off the edge into dreamland.

As I woke up the next morning the air was already thick with an unsettling feeling, I sigh heavily as I get up and throw on my favourite hoodie, which happens to be a 'Beacon Hills lacrosse' one with 'Stiles Stilinski' printed on the arms and the number '24' on the back. It's my favourite hoodie of all time because I love teen wolf, I mean who doesn't?

Okay back to reality here as I creep down the stairs carefully as not to wake my father.

"I'm already up Isabella no need to be creeping around" said my clearly very distressed father at the bottom of the stairs, I let out a squeal and nearly fall on my butt.

"Oh hey dad, how did you sleep!" I ask sheepishly.

"I didn't sleep Ive been up all night looking for a new house and job" he says bluntly and walks off.

I splutter and gasp "A new house, new job. Dad what are you talking about?"

As I round the corner dad's sitting at the counter with a coffee in one hand and the news paper in the other.

"The cops have finally had enough of you and have cut me a deal, last night they let you go free if we move out of town" he sighed tiredly "Somewhere far, far away".

"I'm sorry dad, I know how much you loved your job so I'll try to be good in the next town. How about you go get some sleep while I start packing the house up?" I say because he looked dog tired and well I kind of have to make it up to him for getting into trouble with the cops again.

"Okay honey, I already picked up some moving boxes they're in the lounge room, and I think packing up and moving is a well served punishment for getting into trouble again" he smiled softly and kissed my forehead before heading back upstairs towards his room.

I smiled and made myself some breakfast, off the hook again, as I said dads a big softie when it comes to me.

When I finish my breakfast I grab some boxes from the lounge room and head towards my room, dropping them on my bed I grab some clothes and quickly jump into the shower.

By the time my father has gotten up again I had done the basics of the whole house except his room and the kitchen.

"Wow" my dad states "I thought it was just a dream, I guess not. The house looks bare"

I felt a little bad that we were leaving because of me and I say the first thing that came to mind "Well at least we don't have to live in the same town as mum anymore so I guess it was only a matter of time and their will be a whole new pool of fish for you dad" I try not to gag I mean come on why did I have to say that. Stupid mouth has no damn filter.

He chuckles "I guess" then he sighs softly "Yeah, I guess it would be good for the both of us if we had a fresh start".

I get up from my seat on the couch and give dad a hug and whisper "I am sorry dad, I will try in the next town".

He pulls back and says "I know you will Kiddo, I know you will" he ruffles my hair and I playfully swat him away.

"So what do you want for dinner?" He asks as I follow him into the kitchen.

"Can we just order in daddy?" I say

"You know me so well young one" he says playfully

"Ahhh that is because I have been spying on you oh old fart" I say in a weird voice

"Well in that case you must die for you know my deep dark secret" he says tossing me a banana and holding one up as well "prepare to die foetus!"

I gasp and say "how dare you belittle me old one, are you sure you are prepared also because I don't want you to pop a hip out"

"I am prepared to keep my secret a secret little youngster so bring it on" he says waving his banana around like they do with the swords on movies before they fight.

"Ahh but old wise one this is where you will not succeed as I the foetus has spread the word of your secret to someone!" I say also waving my banana.

"To whom do you speak of devil child?" He says playfully

"He is oh so heavenly, fore i speak of my husband to be, his name is Dominoes" I say playfully back

"You spiteful demon, I shall call this Dominoes to see if you speak the truth" dad says glaring playfully as he points his banana at me like a gun and picks up the home phone.

"Ahh yes can I please have 2 meat lover pizzas delivered to 34 mapleapple drive please, oh and a garlick bread please, okay thank you" he says into the phone then he hangs up.

"Do I lie or do I tell the truth? oh old decayed one!" I say moving stealthily behind the counter with my now banana gun hoisted up and aiming at his head.

He turns slowly with that playful glare still etched onto his face and says "oh you tell the truth youngen and I have sent two of my meatiest men over to kill him as I will be sure to see that you make the same ending"

"Bring it on old man" I yell and start making shooting sounds as we run, hide, shoot and yell at each other around the kitchen and lounge room.

"I've been shot" I yell and fall to my knees acting as my father let's out an evil laugh and then as he turns the corner I lift my gun and shoot him, he screams as he falls back onto the couch.

"You cheat" he yells before he takes his fake last breath.

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