The Devils Angel

3rd Chapter: My Hero

Things may not be certain and clear in a distant.
But when you came to me.
I knew right then and there
Everything is going to be alright..

I slowly got up from bed, I feel so weak and sore and hurt. I took the covers with me, trying to cover up whatever dignity I had left. I went to my room and closed it. Then cried..

I gripped the blanket tightly..

He did it.. He did it again..

My left eye also hurt, he punched my left eye when I tried to run away. It happened again... And he was more vicious last night. I looked for my mother after school, and I found her with another man. I begged her to come home to us, and told her about what dad did to me. She pushed me away and cursed me. She told me she doesn't care and that she's running away and never coming back. I tried to stop her, but she didn't bulged. She pushed me off of her. And drove off with his new boyfriend..

When I got home, Emily was crying hard. She's hungry and needs a diaper change. I cleaned her first and then fed her. I danced her to sleep. I pulled her crib into my room. I need to take care of her now. I took my notes and books and answered my assignments while I cook dinner.

I heard the door opened and braced myself. I prayed dad was sober.. That he is his usual self and what happened last night was and will be the first and last time. Then I heard another voice. I peeked at the living room. Dad is with a man. They wore the same uniform. I went to them.

"Daddy?" He glanced up. His face blank, expressionless. And that scared me.

"Take a shower and go to my room. Close the door and wait there." He ordered, his head bent down not wanting to have any eye contact with me. My hands trembled.. His friend took out a small folded paper, then a tin foil.. In the folded paper there's a white powder.. And I gasped.. Its drugs.. He's doing drugs again..

"Dammit Ella, just go to my room! Now!" He yelled. I was startled by the anger in his voice. He never does that to me.. I shook my head, crying while running towards my parents room. He is doing it again.. Why does he do it?

I didn't realize how I fell asleep, I look at the clock beside the bed. Its 10pm. I don't hear anything from outside the room. Maybe dad and his friend left..

I was about to open the door and went out when somebody kicked it open. Revealing my father.. His eyes.. Glistening dangerously. I step back and tried to run but he got a hold of my arms.

"Dad,let me go. It hurts!" I grimaced as his grip tightens and before I knew it, a fist hit me hard on my left eye. I stumbled back and fell on the floor. He let out a laugh.. A laugh that sent shivers down my spine.. He moves slowly... And for the second time.. I didn't see the father who loves me in him.. Rather, I saw the devil again.

I let out weak sobs, before taking some clothes from my closet. I went to Emily, fed her,we bathed together and changed. I take her with me. We have nobody but us now. Not a mother.. And not a father. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying. I'm carrying two bags, my school bag and Emily's bag. And I'm carrying Emily in my arms. Good thing is she's most of the time just sleeps, only wakes up if she is hungry or if she pooped. She plays quietly too. Mom never had troubles with her.