Deanna's pov
I stood up and ran over to Gabe and his friends. I grabbed Gabe by his shirt an slammed him against a tree growling,
"You don't touch my friends."
"Looks like the bad ass wasn't so bad ass," he smirked. I looked at his features. Black eye, busted lip, bleeding cheek. Worse then Pete. All of his friends looked worse then Pete.
I chuckled before replying, "Pete is bad ass. Mostly cause he cause more damage on you and your friends then you all inflicted on him. And unless you want to deal with more pain. Then fuck off." I let go of his shirt and as I started walking away he smirked,
"Go run like a little bitch." I spun around and walked back over. I clocked him square in the jaw and smiled,
"Who's the little bitch now?"
He glared at me and I walked away.
I kneeled next to Pete saying, "I'm sorry Gabe and his friends did this."
Pete shrugged smiling, "It's no problem. They got the worst of it."
I nodded and sat next to him. Patrick sat next to Liz and we all started talking.
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After a while I saw my dad's car pull up. He jogged over saying,
"Patrick you're with me for the week. Your mom dropped off a bag for you." He nodded and my dad pulled me up saying,
"She needs to get home to do homework." I waved and followed him to the car. As soon as I got in the car he hit me saying,
"Bitch you're cooking and cleaning everything." I nodded and he continued driving.
We got to the house and I raced inside and started cleaning. My dad came in and replied,
"Your friends are coming over. Make the big steak." I nodded and he walked back to the basement. I really wanna know what's down there. I've never been down there. But whenever my dad's down there. I heard loud ass music blasting. Drowning out all sound that can come from there.
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I finished cleaning and cooking. I put everything in the oven on hold so it'd stay warm. I carefully walked to my room and pulled out my lap top. I quietly started playing music and started writing. I like writing. It's my anchor. I can write about what happens, anonymously and I can use characters and different names. So no one will ever know I wrote it.
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Someone knocked and I jumped. I fell off my bed saying,
"Yeah come in!" Pete walked in and saw me on the ground and laughed. He helped me up asking,
"You okay?"
I nodded and cracked my knuckles before saying, "I mades food. Go get everyone to sit down. I'll get my dad." He nodded and I jumped down the stairs sliding on the banner.
Patrick caught me at the end and Pete appeared and laughed, "Everyone to the table."
I laughed and walked to the bed room door. It was surprisingly unlocked. I could hear the music blasting. I called for my dad for a while but it was obvious that he couldn't hear me. I took a deep breath before opening the door. I walked down the creaky steps saying,
"Dad dinner's ready." I got to the bottom of the stairs and gasped. I saw 3 girls all lined against the wall in black skimpy lingerie. Covered in bruises. I heard the music being turned down and I raced up the stairs. I quietly shut the door; my heart pounding. My dad is holding people hostage. And most likely raping them. I know he's crazy. I just didn't think he was this crazy.
