Innocent ; Brookyn Beckham

Innocent

Prologue

Lola's POV

You don't know how it feels to be scared of coming home. To not be loved. Not being able to sleep at night incase something happens. Frightened of what the future holds. Being beaten for something that wasn't your fault. Having to make up lies why you have a burst lip or black eye. Being made fun of at school because your different. There are only some lies that can be believed. Mine are getting old. Someone will find out and my dad will be mad. Madder than before.

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The front door slams closed, lights flicker on; I hear the catch being put on and several locks being twisted. I'm trapped. Slowly and quietly I close my door, turn the lights off and make my way to the corner. Starting to tremble as the door begins to vibrate, as he makes his way up the stairs. Glass smashing, the door swung open.
"There you are sweetheart," I can smell the alcohol, "haven't told anyone have we?" A smirk forms on his face. Tears form in my eyes.
'Lola you can't show fear stay strong' my conscience repeats. Blinking rapidly trying to wash away the tears.
"N...n..no."
"Don't seem to sure do we? I think someone needs another lesson on who's boss." He says taking a few steps towards me.
"NO! PLEASE, I PROMISE I HAVEN'T TOLD ANYONE! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" Screaming, I feel the tears pouring down my face. Too late for not showing your fear.
He grabs me by the wrist pulling me out of the corner.
"STOP, PLEASE YOUR HURTING ME!" He tightens his grip on my wrist.
"AND WHAT, YOU HAVEN'T HURT ME! IF YOU WERN'T BORN, ME AND ELIZA WOULD HAVE BEEN HAPPY! BUT NO! SHE DIED TO SAVE YOU. THE LITTLE UNGRATEFUL LOLA WHO CAN'T BE HAPPY WITH WHAT SHE HAS! YOU KILLED MY WIFE! THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. YOU RUINED MY LIFE, MADE ME BECOME AN ALCOHOLIC. ALL I ASKED YOU TO DO WAS TO KEEP OUR LITTLE SECRET. BUT NO YOU HAVE TO GO AND TELL SOMEONE! I COULD GO TO PRISON! WELL THE SECRET CAN DIE WITH YOU!" Somehow I know it's time to let go. I hope heavens better than here. Anywhere even hell is probably better than here.
The grip on my wrist was gone. Where did he go?
"HELP!" I find myself screaming. His two hands wrapped around my neck kicking for life. There's no point, he's to strong. My hearts slowing down. Death is at my doorstep. Once again the grip is released. Falling to the ground. Looking up, I see the man who is meant to be my father. Tears are in his eyes! What's happening?!
"I can't. I can't do it. You look too much like her." His voice is thick and hoarse.
Starting to sit up I realised it was to soon...
He swung a punch hitting me under the eye. I can't stop screaming.
Yet another punch was swung this time at my nose.
"AAAHHHH" screaming is not help, the pain is to strong. Blood was streaming down my face along with tears.
"Shut up or someone will hear you! I'm going out won't be back for a couple of days. If you dare tell anyone you will have much worse. Trust me Lola if you tell a single soul, I will hunt you down and won't be afraid of doing anything." Looking down at me he swings a final kick right in my stomach causing me to whine and flinch. The door slammed shut leaving me alone. A breath of relief was released from my aching body. Great school tomorrow. I lie still, my hair clumped together in a pool of blood. The ruff wood floorboards will be my bed tonight. Just like any other night.

First chapter:) sorry for the sad start it will get better I promise! I hope you like it, pleasee vote!

Love-C xx