"Hey mum, hey dad, when did this end? Where did you lose your happiness?" - 5 Seconds of Summer
Emma's POV
19th October 2013
It was long past midnight when Reece dropped me off at home with his bike. He didn't kiss me goodbye, he just hugged me and then drove away, turning around one last time to wave.
I opened the front door as quietly as I could to not wake up my mum or Amy. I placed my jacket on the coat track and tiptoed upstairs but I didn't even get to put my foot on the first step because somebody next to me cleared their throat.
My heart stopped. I had been caught. By the tone of the person's voice I knew it was my dad but I still prayed that the opposite was the case.
I turned my head to see my dad standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Every time I saw him, he looked older. Every time I saw him, his eyes got darker and with his eyes, his soul did too.
You wouldn't think that he was only 38 years old when you saw him because he seemed to be 50.
His hair was greasy and his beard was just disgusting and without standing near him I could smell his breath of alcohol.
"Where have you been?" He asked, his voice prattling. Shit, wasn't he supposed to be not at home? What the hell was he doing here?
I didn't answer, instead I just looked to the ground. There was nothing that could be said to calm him.
"Answer me!" He yelled and smashed the half-full bottle of vodka against the wall right next to me. I ducked away but the splinters of glass still landed all over my back, cutting slightly into my skin.
"You've been with a boy, haven't you?" He asked and stepped closer. There was no denial because it was true. I didn't say anything because I knew it would only make it worse.
A grin grew on his face.
"You sleeky little slut." He said and kept getting closer. He was intimidating. He was terrifying. "You are exactly like the whore who happens to be my wife. She sneaks out the house to meet with her lover as well."
As if mum was having an affair. It was him who had one. But of course I didn't dare to say that out loud. Instead I just stepped back to get out of his reach.
But he grabbed my arm and smashed me against the wall. His face was close to mine and I closed my eyes. He was a monster.
His hands tightened around my throat, stealing the air from my lungs.
"You stupid little cunt." He said, his stinky breath touching my cheeks. "If you think you can fool me you're either really stupid or weary of life. But you know what I do with little cunts like you? I treat them like they deserve it."
His other hand grabbed on my waist and then slowly traveled it's way up to my breasts, pinching them so hard it hurt.
I swallowed and a single tear escaped my eye. I knew what he was up to and everything inside me screamed to run away but I just couldn't. I was frozen in fear. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't do anything but stay here and let it all happen.
His disgusting hands went down to the brink of my yoga pants, letting his hand slip inside while he was pressing me even harder against the wall.
The light was turned on and a small and slim figure was standing on top of the stairs, staring down at my dad and me. Dad's grib loosened and a breath of relief escaped my mouth.
"Tray?" My mother asked with her weak voice. Dad took a step back and grabbed another bottle of whiskey.
"Shut up." He said to her, then turned to me and gave me a thud on the head. "We'll finish off another time. Don't think you get out of this."
Before I could answer he was in the living room to turn on the TV. I immediately ran upstairs and locked my door from inside. There was no way I was going to let him come into my room somehow.
He was my dad and he had been about to do the worst thing to a woman that could ever happen to her and he was willing to let this happen to his daughter. He enjoyed it actually.
He was a monster and I wasn't sure how I was going to survive even another couple of months in that hell of a family.
You know, everybody's got their own demons to fight but I had none. The only demon I had to fight was a man who was called my father.
And I wasn't sure if I was going to win this fight.
Author's Note
Ah guys I don't know. This story is so depressing and I actually enjoy funny stories more. I really don't know why my stories always turn out to have such a sad background. I don't know.
I really hope the chapters that play in the presence are going to be funnier now that she knows the rest of New Hope Club.
I guarantee you a lot of George and Emma flirting but don't be worried, Reece is still number 1 .
All the love
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Fanfiction"How did you get here?" He asks but I can't hear his voice properly because my mind is already fading away. "You were the headlights that were guiding me through my night." I whisper before I drift into unconsciousness.
