Alone.

Chapter 5: Hit

- Did you prepare to eat? snarled his father, slouching in his couch.
- I will do it...

The blonde took out a pan and filled it with water without a word, before heating it a little and put the pasta. She spun them with a spoon in silence as she heard her father change channels on the television every two minutes. For once he was calm, it happened to him two or three times a week. He could ask him questions, how was his day? Are you okay? Common questions that all parents would ask their child. Annie answered with simple answers without developing, she really did not really envy. She just did not want to argue with him.
She removed the pan from the plates and drained the pasta before putting the sauce. She poured almost the whole dish on her father's plate, while she, a small portion. His father got up and sat down before starting to eat quietly, always watching his football match. Annie stared at her plate without a word, avoiding any visual contact with him.

- How was your day ?
- Good.

After that, the dinner was spent in the utmost calm and silence, not a sound except the shouts of the fans after their team scored a goal, on TV. Annie had returned to her room shutting herself in case. She sent a message to the blonde as promised, a little late. Only a few seconds of waiting, before Armin answers, very reactive.

- "I thought you had forgotten me!"
- "Sorry, I had lots of things to do ..."
- "It's okay ?"
- "Yes why ?"
- "Like this, I am told that I have a gift to recognize people who do not feel at the top, by message, practice huh?"-"Actually, it's just that I'm a little tired," lied Annie while writing.
- "And I have many other gifts"
- "I don't want détails.
- "Too bad ... Would you say that this weekend we go to the cinema?"

Annie thought for a few minutes, she obviously wanted to go with him, but someone was blocking his way: his father. If she went out, he would ask her where she would go, and be able to follow her just in case. She just had to find something. Annie had discussed with Armin and accepted his invitation.
Night came, and as every evening, his father went to the bar to join his friends for a drink. Finally, a drink ... He often came back stuffing and went after her. Annie was still dreading that moment when he came home when she heard the sound of the door saying that he had come back, completely to the west, hitting every thing that was in his way. She had once had the misfortune of being there, and found herself propelled into the wall. It had been a year since she had suffered that, and since then a terrible pain had occurred in her lower back. Result, a vertebra had been moved, nothing serious.
After putting on a tank top and shorts to sleep, Annie lifted her sheets and lay down on her bed, which squeaked heavily. Silence ... A silence that unfortunately will not last, she was waiting for her father to come in, her ears were on the alert and her mind focused on the sound of the door. It was 11 pm, he should return around midnight or a little later, she was going to suffer the irritation of his father tonight, it is safe. the minutes passed then the hours, and Annie still did not sleep. Her breath cut off when she heard a loud door slam, he was back ...

One shot, then two and three.