~Belle's POV~
“Please stop!” I tried looking for anything around me to shield myself from the beer bottles being thrown around the room but all I could find was broken glass.
“This is your fault!” he shouted for the 3rd time as he threw another bottle. This one hit the wall that I was crouched down by and it missed my face by only about 2 inches. The glass shattered and I shut my eyes tightly as I winced in pain when a mediudm sized piece of the now broken bottle sliced straight across my cheek.
Just before I opened my eyes, I heard a loud thud. The alcohol finally reached a certain part of his brain, I guess, and my father passed out on the other side of the kitchen. That’s when I reached over the counter, grabbed my phone, and sprinted out of the house to the only place I knew I would be safe, Jack’s house.
Jack has been my best friend since we were seven years old. He lives in the same neighborhood as me but it takes about a good 10 minutes to just walk to his house.
As I was running there, tears streaming down my face, I unlocked my phone and tried calling Jack to let him know I would be there soon.
No answer.
I tried again. Still no answer. What the hell? Jack always answers his phone.
I was beginning to panic because I knew my dad would come looking for me very soon. Unfortunately, it doesn’t take very long for him to wake up again after he passes out like the way he did just minutes ago and he has gone out of his way to look for me before so I don't see why he wouldn't do it today.
I tried running even faster but I was so out of breath already. I cried even harder as I saw caught a glimpse of a car driving from the direction I was running away from when I looked back for a quick second. I couldn’t tell if it was my father’s car since it was so dark out but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was. Damn, these tears were going straight to the cut on my cheek and it stung like hell.
“Almost there” I tell myself. I passed three more houses when I finally ran up to Jack’s front porch and began banging on the door.
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Burning Desire (Jack Gilinsky)
Fanfiction(Not a friendship fanfic) Belle is a 17 year old girl with a traumatic past and present. Her father is an alcoholic who has been abusing her months after her mother's death. The only way she ever felt safe was with her bes...
