A broken girl

chapter 2

A month has gone past. We buried my mom. Dad hasn't really changed he goes out every night and gets drunk.

I'm the only one here for Mella and she's the only one here for me

Today I woke up  earlier than usual.so I can get more money so I could make me happy as I open the door to go out .My dad was coming in .

I could smell the liquor. I gave him a look of disgust though he didn't look at me at all he just walked in.

I shut the door behind me and I went to my usual spot,  the spot that I beg at.

I could feel my eyes have swollen up and it explains it , there hasn't gone and night I haven't cried myself to sleep since my mother passed away.

I got a decent amount of money that's enough to afford bread and eggs. I did my shopping and I walked home.

I don't know why but I have a really bad feeling about Mella. I feel like she's not safe at all.  so I walked a bit faster but then i slowed down again because I didn't want to crack the eggs.

I finally got home when I got closer to the door I could hear Mella  screaming. Shock fled my head. My heart Pumped 5 times faster than usual.

I dropped everything I had on my hands and start pushing down the door. It has always been so hard to open this door and now it seems  like it has gone lot more harder.

I finally managed to open the door and I jumped into the house. I couldn't believe my eyes. My father on top of Mella!! My own father raping his own daughter.

I froze with shock. I snapped out of it when Mella  screamed out my name " Kalia.... Kalia...... Kalia"  I ran into them.

Ironically my father is too drunk to even notice I'm in the room. I pushed him off of her. I screamed at him "what the hell are you doing your own daughter papa  your own" I fled my face with tears.

He quickly got up and slapped my face.