Infinite

Chapter 6

Hey guys, so this chapter is dedicated to dont_be_a_hippogriff who is my FAVE Wattpad account and also the best TFIOS fanfic writer there is. She helped me figure out some Wattpad settings. Thanks Ronalf!

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My dad hated his anniversary. Every time it came around, ever since my mom died, he would skip work, go to a bar, and get drunk.

He doesn't have any control over what he does when he's drunk.

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"Hey," he whispered flirtatiously into my ear, sliding his arm sneakily around my shoulders.

"Hey," I whispered back.

"Watcha up to tonight?" he asked casually.

I should have said something. ANYTHING. I just can't believe I said...

"Nothing."

"Great. Can I swing by? I haven't even been to your house yet. Your dad's at work, right?"

No, he's getting drunk.

"Yeah. That'd be great."

I have no idea. I just blanked. His smile, his touch... It put electric shocks through my body. I couldn't think.

"Great. See ya at 5?"

"Okay."

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Only after I had gotten home did I remember. Of course, by then it was too late. I walked home, and it was already 4:15. And knowing Chris, he would be here on the dot, maybe even earlier.

Now, I live in a camper. A messy one. I tried to tidy up, worrying and freaking. What if dad showed up? And if he was nearly as drunk as he had been in the past...

I heard a knock. Where had the time gone? I smoothed down my hair and straightened my shirt and opened the door.

He held a bouquet of yellow roses... My mother's favorite.

'He needs to leave.' That stupid voice in my head. But it was right. He did.

"Th-thanks," I said meekly.

'Get him out.'

He stepped in and gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Hello."

"H-hi."

We stood there for a minute, and I grew lost in his eyes, his face, his everything.

He held me in his arms. "What's wrong?"

How could he tell? How did he know me so damn well?

"Nothing..."

He smiled. "That's not the truth, Dawn."

I looked down. I couldn't bear to meet his eyes.

'You need to go.'

"What?"

Obviously, that wasn't in my head. "I didn't... I didn't s-say anything."

He frowns, worried and concerned. "Dawn, you said I need to go. Why?"

"You... You need to go... Before... B-before..." I broke down in to restrained sobs.

"What? Oh Dawn, what? Before what?" He shook me a little, and I sobbed harder.

"Before... B-before he..."

"Before he WHAT, Dawn?! Before the WHAT?"

"Before he comes home... Before he finds you..."

He looked taken aback. "...who, Dawn?"

I woke up. I realized. He would hurt him. He would hurt him, just as he had always hurt me.

"You need to go. Now. Go!" I cried, scared, so scared.

"What? No! Dawn, I'm not leaving!"

He meant it. I knew that.

'Then hide him.'

That little voice was starting to become my best friend.

"You need to hide. Now. Go!"

I grabbed his wrist and began pulling him.

"Dawn! Stop! I'm no-"

The door opened with a slam.

He came in, and I could smell the alcohol from where I stood.

He was leaning, grasping for something stable to support him.

His vision focused, and his eyes landed on me, him.

"Hi, daddy."

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Sorry, cliffhanger! I'll post more soon 😚🌸🙇