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Chapter two

A/N this is a picture of what Rose looks like.

*edited*

Everleigh:

After serving the big muscular guys, I felt happier than I have the days before. My shift was coming to an end and I was walking home. I picked up Rose on the way and I was preparing myself to see what state I would find Dan in this evening.

I walked through the door and put Rose down when I saw Dan with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. 

"Go to your room baby." 

I told Rose and she looked at me and ran to the stairs. But before she could get up then Dan held her arm and she started crying and screaming. 

"Let her go, Dan!"

"And why would I do that? Huh! Where the fuck were you?"

"Language! I was at work! Now let her go!!"

She kept on screaming and calling for me. He only held her arm tighter and shook her. 

"Will you shut up!"

"Let her go!" 

I couldn't take it anymore. I walked up to him and slapped him as hard as I could. He let go of her and walked me up against the wall. 

"You shouldn't have done that you bitch."

"Run baby to your room."

"But mummy... sniff."

"I'll be ok baby." 

But who am I kidding? It won't be ok.

I felt my cheek sting and I knew that my daily hell would start.
He punched me and I fell to the ground. His sick smile came on and he bent down to me and grabbed me by my hair and whispered in my ear.

"You naughty girl... ts ts ts. You should know better than to hit me. You know what I can do." 

I cringed and the smell of his breath that smelled of alcohol and his bloodshot eyes. They seemed different than the other times. Was he high on something? 

He hit me again and my head hit the floor. I put my hand on my head I looked at my fingers. Blood, what a surprise (note the sarcasm). He kicked me in my ribs and I was holding in the tears. He hit me again a couple times in the face and by that time I had a black eye, a bust lip and a cut on my head that was bleeding. I think my ribs are bruised, nothing that I haven't been through before. He took a knife and was coming closer to my legs when his phone rang. Thank god for that!

"Hello, yes. I'm coming. Save my order."

He hung up and crouched down to me and lifted my shirt, he took the knife and ran it by my hip and made me bleed with the small cut. 

"You got lucky this time babe. But when I come back I'll finish this. It's going to be fun." 

He kissed my cheek and with that, he left.
I waited for the door to close and hear the car drive off.
I got up and cleaned my wounds, luckily they weren't deep but they might leave a scar. And one more to the list ( note the sarcasm).
Once I was done I went to check on my baby who was crying her eyes out once she saw me.