My knight in shining shorts

Show no weakness

Robins Pov

After school my mum pulled up outside our house and I rushed in. My brothers were teasing me. They knew that something was going on, I was never in a rush to get in the house. I tidied up the black hole that is my bedroom and ran back down the stairs. Only as I was running to put the washing in so I could wear my favourite clothes I ran straight into my step-dad. I tensed waiting for his reaction but he was in an epic mood as all he said was "Will you watch where your going! This is a house not a bloody circus!"

I quickly apologised and started to walk slower but his good mood was quickly evaporating as he grabbed my hair and pulled me back. I winced in pain and saw a malicious smirk on his face. "You're a child in my house. You will behave as a young lady should"

"Yes Dad I'm sorry" I've always called him Dad. Since he came home with my mum when I was 3. He wasn't always like this I think the stress of my mum and his job was getting to him. This was my last thought as my head collided loudly with the wall.

Still he kept his hold on my hair. This meant it was coming again. I held my breath and there it was. There was a blood spot on the wall and I felt dizzy. He had let go now though. I moved my neck trying to stop the stiffness.

I wanted to rub the cut and my hair where it was sore but I knew better. Show no weakness. Show no pain. Never let anybody show they hurt you-physically or emotionally. I didn't know it then but that was going to be my life mantra.

He lifted my chin and looked at me. "Robin, you just need to be better."

I gave a slight nod as I didn't trust my voice to not give away my weakness.

"Why can't you just be good" he said. Sounding remorseful.

I readied my throat. I knew I had to answer this time or there would be consequences. Show no weakness. "Ill try Dad"

He nodded and went to get ready for work. I walked into the kitchen and my mum was pouring herself vodka. She was hardcore these days, she drank it straight. She looked at me sadly.

"I don't know why you always have to put him in a bad mood. When will you grow up."

"I'm sorry Mum." I said. I didn't mean it. In my head I didn't feel like I had done anything wrong. I was angry that they were blaming me and the self-pity was coming. I had to get out quickly. I put the washing on and went upstairs. Once I was alone in my room I started to sob. Racking sobs. I only cried when I felt sorry for myself or got really angry. Right now I was feeling very sorry for myself. I started to imagine what my future could be like if Ty took me away after school. I knew we had just met but he felt like my only hope, the only way I could ever get out of this place.

I took a deep breath feeling slightly hopeful. Maybe the future would hold better things...

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I know its quite short. The next one will be the 'date' I promise.