the broken hearted girl

Chapter four - your going on a date?

I was annoyed with maisie, shes dating luke, the school player, so maybe i was a bit argumentative about it? but all of its true, and one day she'll realise.

I had a new text message on my phone,

Hey beautiful! you dont need to be so cold and insecure, because im not going anywhere, i love you so much. more than ive ever love any other girl and i know your smiling whilst reading this :) jacob xx.

Hes right, i did smile, then i locked my phone, without replying, i didnt know what to reply back.

I groaned, whilst walking on the pathway of my house, dads in.

I opened the door,

"Go get your slutty ass changed! We're going to the mall." he roared.

Dont i get a say?

i sighed.

Then i walked upstairs, and had a look in my wardrobe.

Dad had put a ban on all my fashionable clothes, because they look too 'slutty' or some other excuse, i really couldn't be bothered to listen to his moaning, espically all days of today.

i put on my navy jeans, they weren't baggy, in fact, they were a bit tight, but they were the only pair of trousers which weren't banned.

i put on my hollister T-shirt, then my purple hoody.

i walked down stairs,

"see thats causual clothing, even though those trousers are a bit tight?" he moaned.

anything to moan about uh?

"why are we going to the mall?" i asked him,

" are you questioning me? Little girls don't ask fathers questions, it's his own personal business, i've told you this before, that strikes it, who'd you think you are the blooming police?" he roared whist hitting me for no reason.

I took a step back,

"yeah you better move away, now go and get your ass into the car."

then dad finally came into the car,

"why aren't you sat in the front, next to your amazing father?" he asked me,

amazing? more like a vein, vicious, abusive...

i think he needs to go to the mental health clinic, litterly, one minute he's like this, the next he turns into this horrible abusive man.

"so is Maisie feeling better now?" Dad asked me,

oh please, like you actually care.

"don't ignore me! thats on your behaviour list, thats another slap when you get home." he told me.

Weirdoo

im not a little kid anymore.

"oh yes Masies fine." i imitated a happy voice, then continued, to look down and play with my nails.

"whats so fasinating about your crusty, skanky nails?" he asked me,

so insulting and offensive, really what does he expect me to say back to that?

"we're here." he muttered,

i know one thing, he says he loves my mum, well she wouldn't be happy about him abusing me, i was the apple of her eye, she even told me that, when she was still alive.

we're at the mall, i actually hate it here.

" So Alysha, your going to help me pick out a smart attractive shirt and tie, and i'll buy you a new pair of shoes." he told me.

wel it's not going to look smart or attractive on you, because your an ugly cunt.

We went into zara,

"now this is a smart shop, isn't it? or shall we go to next?" he asked me,

like i get a say.

i'll pick his shirt, i'll pick one which will make him look like a complete idiot.

" i need you to pick out a really nice shirt, i'm going on a date." he claimed.

i choked, on my drink, him going on a date? who'd wanna get with him? he's: a rapist, a mentally ill man, hes  abusive, violent/vicious, nasty, a big bully, skanky, ugly, horrible, manipulative , arogant and selfish

"so how's the lucky woman?" i snorted,

"her name is Jane, she's a teacher at your school." he grinned,

great.

miss cameron?

why would she go on a date with my dad? she's a lovely teacher, who treats her class really nicely, in fact she's one of the most respected teachers in the school.

Yeah they can't end up together, because once she sees his true colours, thats it, they'll be no escape, and i know exactly how it feels, and i don't want her feeling the same way i've had to feel for years.

we went to the section with shirts and ties,

"pick one." he growled,

i looked at them, they all looked pretty nice and reasonable, but my dad wasn't that so he couldn't wear a shirt which would make him look it!

then there was this horrible yellow shirt, with blue lines going through it, it was the most hideous thing.

"dad i think you should get this one, it's really nice." i sneered,

he picked it up, and shrugged,

"now pick a tie." he ordered.

i picked, and red and yellow tie, because those colours clash together, yeah revenge really is sweet.

"ok, we'll go and pay, then we'll go to office to buy you some new, shoes." he mumbled.

i don't really care about new shoes, i already have loads of pairs.

he actually brought that shirt and tye, i though he'd realise i was taking the mick, to make him look like an idiot, but no, it just shows how clever he really is.

"dad forget the shoes i've got tones, can i just have the cash so i can buy something another time?" i shurgged.

he passed me to fifty pound notes.

my dad was a total nutter, but when it came to money he was the complete opossite.

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A/N

short update, i know, but i didn't really have much more to write for this chapter, but i tried to make it longer, it's just i don't like to drag out every single detail/feature, but i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.

it's unedited, so it might not make sense, or have gramma or spelling mistakes.

i changed the book cover, because i got bored of the old one :/

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