Escape To The Woods, a LeafyIsHere Fanfiction

Chapter Four~

Chapter 4:

(Also above is a drawing I made of Calvin a while back♥️)

*TRIGGER WARNING!*

Analia's POV:

My dad got out of the car, slamming the door shut and locking the doors as he walked into the house, my mom and I still in the car. I anxiously waited for a few minutes to see if he was coming back or not, my mom dozing off seemingly not knowing anything that's going on. I reached down to grab Calvin's bag, hoping my parents wouldn't take that away as well. I managed to grab it, and kept a tight hold on it, not slinging it around my neck because who knows whether my dad would try to use use the straps to choke me or not. He walked back out, and opened my door, grabbing me by the wrist and practically dragging me inside the house. As soon as we entered my room, I found out what it is he had done before bringing me inside.

The windows were boarded up by thick planks of wood nailed into the wall, completely covering it. Almost all my furniture was removed from my room except for my bed, which is now just a mattress on the ground, and every single sharp object that was once in my room, was now gone. He threw me on the ground, thankfully landing me on the mattress. He abruptly shut the door behind him, locking the door from the other side. Great, he even removed the doorknob from the inside of the room, too.

I laid down, my back facing the door, as I hugged Calvin's bag. About 30 minutes later, I started to hear footsteps outside my door and keys clanking against one another as one was inserted inside the lock. I quickly hid his bag under the mattress, and sat in the corner of my room, against the wall.

My dad was fiddling with the lock, until he finally got it open and slowly creaked open the door. He looked inside, and looked over at me, smiling smugly. I kept my gaze over at the wall in front of me, not looking away for even just a second to meet his gaze. He slowly stumbled over to me seemingly drunk, and kicked the side of the bed slightly making me flinch.

"You... Like your new lifestyle?" He chuckled, and lightly pounded against the boarded up window, "seems like the window is still secure enough.."

I continued staring straight at the wall, my face completely emotionless. I always have to expect the worst, so if something happens and it's better than I initially thought, then I can think of it as a good thing.

"Dinner's ready" he smiled slyly, as he dropped the plate of food by my feet, some of it falling off the plate from the impact, "and I am not cleaning that up" Just as I thought he had left, he turned around and smacked me on the face forcing my head to snap to the side. Once he finally left I looked down to see a small piece of bread and butter, and some dry spaghetti.

I got up and walked over to the bathroom, looking at my reflection through the water in the sink, since my dad even got rid of the mirror too, staring at the visibly red hand mark on my cheek. I got some foundation and concealer and lightly covered up the redness, and went back to my room and flopped on the bed. Time passed by, and before I knew it I could see a white light shining through the small cracks of the wood that boarded up the window, just wide enough to see the stars in the night sky.

I closed my eyes and continued to listen to the noises outside, the sound enveloping me in a tight embrace. Before I even realized it, it was Calvin who was holding me. I looked up, just as I tried to hug him back but his body faded into a puff of smoke and darkness from my touch. I looked around in each direction searching for him in a panic, until a loud snapping noise brought my out from my dreams. I opened my eyes as I continued hearing the snapping noises. I got up and tried looking through the small hole in the window to see a gigantic brown eye looking back at he on the other side. I screamed and fell backwards, again thankfully falling on the bed. I scrunched my eyebrows back together, as I heard a familiar voice mutter "shit".