Fantasy world chapter 1

"Kat,come downstairs for dinner!"My mom yells from the dining room.

    I walk downstairs and sit down. My dad looks at the bruise on my eye and smiles. I close my eyes and remember what happened. He was yelling at me because I didn't turn off the t.v. I open my eyes and look away from my mom so she couldn't see the bruise on my face. My mom gives me my plate and sits down in front of me.

"your eye looks real bad. How did u get it again?"

"I bumped into a pole while talking to Cloe and Ian."I lied.

"Clumsy. Pay attention next time." My mom says and laugh.

      Her laugh is so beautiful it makes the whole world want to smile. I smile and continue eating. When I'm done eating I go to my room and lay down. I turn on the radio and close my eyes. Misty(my dog) jumps on the bed with me and I give her a hug. She lays next to me and we both fall asleep.

    In the morning I wake up to misty barking. I look around the room and see that she's downstairs. I grab my rode as I run down stairs. my mom is sitting down holding her hands to her face. My dad walks out the house and my mom turns her back to me so I wont see her, even though I already did. I run to her and look at her face. she tries to cover her face with her hands so I grab them and pull them away from her face. On her right eye there's a bruise that's starting to form. I know my dad hit her. "did he hit you, mom?"I asked even I know that he did. I just want to see what she would say. would she cover for him?

"no. your dad would never hit me or you."My mom says without looking at me. I knew she would go and cover for him. That's such a shame. We stay quiet for a long time just sitting there. Then my mom breaks the silence."Are you hungry?" My mom says trying to change the subject.

"No. I'm going back to bed. Don't you have work."

"Yes but..."

"No mom please go to work. I'll be fine." I say playful pushing her out the house.

"Alright, alright I'm going." My mom says laughing.

      She starts the car and drives away. I close the door and go to my room. I call my best friends Ian and Cloe from the house phone. I don't have my own phone yet. Even though I don't know why.

      I get dressed and brush my teeth. I put on shorts and an old tank top. I brush my hair and put it in a pony tail. I go on our front porch and sit on the front swing with misty on my lap. Its such a beautiful summer day. Ian and Cloe walk up to my house and I run to them."I thought we couldn't come any more."

"Yes you can. My mom said yes. Nobody is home anyway."

       We go inside and sit on my bed. Misty jumps on my lap and circles a few times, then lays down. We talk for a little bit. No one mention my bruise so I stayed quiet about it. I turned on the radio and put the music low. After a few minutes Cloe asks "What happened to your eye?"

"I hit a pole on the way to the park. I wasn't paying attention to wear I was going."

"you and I both know that's a lie." Cloe says not taking my lame excuse.

"A girl hit me in the face. I couldn't see her face. She had a hoodie on."

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?

"Because I didn't know who it was and there was no reason to tell you guys anyway."

   We all lied down on the bed and ended up falling asleep. Little did I know that my dad was coming home early.

  "what the hell is this?!" I hear my dad yell.

I jump off my bed and stand in front of my dad trying to hide Cloe and Ian even though he already saw them.'I'm so dead.' I think to myself as i feel a painful stab at the bottom of my stomach. I'm so scared for me and my friends.

    Ian and Cloe sit up and look at my dad with wide eyes. They have never seen him like this before."We were just hanging out." Ian says. I look at him with wide eyes begging him to shut up.

"In my house. No get out of my house right now." My dad says not taking his eyes off me once.

   Ian and Cloe get up and leave my room. My dad follows them out of my room but not before giving me a dirty look. I know my dad is just going to come up and hit me when my friends are gone. When the door slams I sit up straight, just waiting for whats coming. my dad comes into the room. he wastes no time on me. he slaps me twice on my face. I feel a burn on my face as he slaps me again. He punches me on the arm."what the hell were they doing in my house?!" My dad yells at me.

"I cant have friends over."I spat back. My dad stares at me in shock. 'where did that come from?' I say to myself. My dad recovers from the shock and punches me on my mouth. I feel blood in my mouth and I spit on the floor.

"Don't you ever talk to me like that." My dad says.

"I didn't do anything. I just had friends over. Mom said i could."

"She did?"

"Speaking of mom, why did you hit her?"

"Its none of your business." My dad said leaving my room. You would think a smart person would let it go, but not me.

   I got up and followed him."Its not my business that's my mom! Why did you hit her?!" I yell at him. My dad turned and pushed me on the floor, hard. My head hits the floor and I yell out in pain. I get up and run from him before he gets to hit more then he already has. He grabs my arm and yanks me to him. Pain went through my arm. He punched me on my face and I fall on the floor. I felt blood in my mouth. He climbs on top of me and keeps hitting me on the face and when I tired to block he would hit me on my stomach or any other part of my body. When he got tired and I was bleeding everywhere, he left to his room  and locked his door.

    I got up and went to my room. Every step i took brought pain to my body. I lay down and close my eyes. I didn't pay no mind to all the blood coming out of my mouth or the bruises I got all over my body. It hurt when I moved my face and I was scared to see myself in the mirror. How would i look? I was scared to see what he did to me. What will i tell my mom when she comes home? If I tell her the truth then my dad could hit me and her. If I lie then he wont  hurt her, but then I'll have to deal with this for my whole life. After hours I get up and go to the bathroom. When I get to the mirror I didn't even recognize myself. I started to cry, but stopped instantly. My tears burned the cuts on my face and I didn't want to feel as much pain as I had to. I turned on the cold water and with shaky hands put it on my face. I had bruises and cuts all over my body. I looked at my wrist and see finger marks. I can see them turning into bruises and i know instantly that i'm going to tell my mom a lie just to protect her. I cried and cried no matter how much pain it gave me.