Your Sweet Kiss

Chapter 2: Millor, Friends, Father

Oh my Nicole Millor, why do I feel like I know that name....OMG MILLOR, Mr Frank Millor must be Nicole's dad the most famous plastic surgeon in like the whole country. Nicole must sleep on money he's that rich.

"Arrr"

Oh right their was another human being in my presence

"Sorry i didn't catch your name" I asked curiously to the pretty blonde girl

"It's umm arrr Taylor, Taylor Johnson" she said quietly looking down. I could tell this girl was nervous to have a friend I don't think she has many friends.

"Hey Taylor could you please show me to my first period, I have Science in room 116, by the way my name is Ellie, Ellie Waters"

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I flopped down onto my bed groaning, how much homework could a transfer girl get on her first day of senior year! I pulled out my history book and laptop and started my homework, I was that type of girl who just wanted to get it over with. Three hours later I was free, well from homework anyway, I thought through my first day of school, at lunch I found Taylor and invited myself to sit with her she seemed to like that by the way her face lit up with a smile. Even after only knowing Taylor for only 6 hours I get a feeling we are going to be great friends, maybe even best friends, I smiled at the thought.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I heard the downstairs door slam shut and heard loud thumps downstairs. I trembled with fear, whenever he came home I always felt trapped like my home wasn't a home like it was a prison I couldn't escape.

"ELLIE MAY WATERS" he called out in a drunken slur

I shivered as I walked downstairs, the atmosphere just turned cold. I walked into the kitchen once I arrived he was leaning on the kitchen bench waiting for me. He as in my Father.

"WHAT THE HECK IS THIS" Father waved his hands around the kitchen frantically. Keeping my eyes down I replied in a small voice "I don't understand Father" I kept my eyes glued to the ground not daring to look up.

"WHERES MY DINNER" he screamed, "I didn't know you wanted me to make it......Father" I looked into the hallway longing wishing to just be in my safe haven, my room. "Was that a sign of sarcasm Ellie" Father said it a sharp whisper, his whispers where scarier than his screams. He forcefully grabbed my chin and made me look at him "don't you dare disrespect me child I supply you with food, water and shelter, SO DONT YOU DARE DISRESPECT ME" he was fuming with anger by now. Just as I looked up toward him I saw his beefy hand flying toward my face.

I stumbled back from the force of the blow. He approached me just like a predator would approach a prey. He threw a punch but I ducked, BIG mistake. This just made him more angry. He let out a low growl as he lunged towards me punching me over and over again, by this time I was on the ground in a ball. He started kicking me with all his force, my eyes were stinging with pain. I tried to crawl towards the hallway but my body was screaming in protest. He kicked me one last time before staggering out of the room muttering about how ungrateful I was.

I pressed my hands to my side putting pressure on my ribs, this is what I learnt to do after many years of dealing with Fathers abuse. I crawled towards the staircase, gasping for breath. I looked up at the task in front of me, climbing all the stairs to get to my room. One step after another I managed to pull myself up with one hand (since my other hand was holding my ribs). By the time I was at the top of the staircase I felt like I had just run a 40km marathon. I crawled to my room, thanking God my room was just in front of the staircase.

I pulled myself up onto my bed and softly sobbed as my aching body shut down. I drifted off into a sleepless night.

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A/N

Hey guys this chapter was dedicated to Leah Barrera because so far she is my only supporter and I love her so much ILY

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I love you all and I know this chapter was short but I'm really tired I will try and make my chapters longer but I am not a very experienced writer! 😪💕