"So what exactly happened that morning with your dad and stuff?" Dylan asked me, me sitting in his lap with his protective arms wrapped around me. My head is nuzzled into his chest.
..............~FLASHBACK~................
"JILLIAN GET OUT OF BED YOU WORTHLESS GIRL!" my dad shouted at me pulling my hair.
"AHH! Dad STOP! Let go of me!" I screamed sitting straight up from bed trying to pushed his grip away but he was too strong.
"Get ready were going to go to the park!" he shouted at me releasing my hair and walking out of the room.
I felt blood ripple down my forehead. I'm shaking terribly as I walk into the hall slowly only to hear my mother and father shouting.
"YOU ARE A MISTAKE! SO IS THAT LITTLE BRAT YOU NAMED JILLIAN! YOU TWO DONT BELONG AND NEVER WILL! I HATE YOU!" he screamed at my mom. I could hear him slapping her hard across the face
"Do- Don't say that Harold, you- you don't mean i- it." My mom stuttered.
I walked close enough to be able to see what was going on.
"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I DONT? THAT CHILD IS A MISTAKE SHES THE ONE WHO RUINED OUR LIFES! BUT YOU HAD TO STOP TAKING THAT DANG PILL REDA! ITS YOUR FAULT YOU BROUGT THAT STUPID LITTE LIFE RUINING THING INTO THIS WORLD."
Tears rolled down my face, I couldn't stop crying. I accidentally let out a sob.
My father jerked his head my way only to get more angry than before.
"YOU LITTLE!" he walked towards me and grabs me throwing me against the wall.
"NO STOP, STOP!" my mother cried.
"SURE AFTER I GET WHAT RUINED MY LIFE 'GONE'." He said taking my head into his hands and banging it on the wall.
"AHHHH!!!" I cried.
"NO!" my mother cried jumping on him giving my freedom.
I ran into my room grabbed my bag I had packed before because I was planking to leave but never did and if I tried to put the stuff pack, well who knows what my dad would have done.
But right now he wanted to...Kill me...
"I LOVE YOU MOMMY!" I screamed and jumped out of my window running into the woods of my backyard.
..........END OF FLASHBACK.........
I explained all of this to Dylan and began sobbing into his chest uncontrollably.
"I'll never hurt you." he said and tighten his arms around me.
I looked up at him and said.
"I need you now and always."
I know we just met but I feel so safe with him, I need that feeling. I'm not sure if I love him. I think I have lost the meaning of love. How could anyone love me? My own dad tried to kill me.
"And I need you." He said kissing my forehead.
I drifted off to sleep with that feeling....the feeling of safety...and I wanted it forever.
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The lost meaning of Love.(on Hold)
Teen FictionWhen Jill Baten runs away from home she finds a boy, one that would lead her to love and a life she never even expected. She meets new people and finds out more about her abusive father. Jill is in for exciting new facts about herself even. Read to...