I love you, daddy.

Chapter 1

"I love you Adaline, my sweet little daughter." She whispered, cradling my fragile little body in her arms while she hushed me quietly. We were in the small, stuffy closet and I could hardly breathe, tears were rushing down my face like waterfall.

"Mumma when is daddy going to stop?" I asked, looking up at her. I could barely see her but her pale skin was glowing thanks to the small beam of light coming from the gap between the doors of the closet. I felt her arms tense up around me and she simply smiled.

"Baby, daddy is just a little angry, it will be over soon okay?" Her fingers began to stroke my damp and newly washed brown hair. I had nothing but a thin blue towel around me, he came home drunk as I was coming out of the shower.

He came in to help me get ready for bed but when momma came in she seemed very angry. Daddy had been very angry for the past few months and I don't think she liked it. Mumma was screaming at him while she rushed me outside the bathroom. She put a towel around me and told me to hide in the closet. So I did. She joined me after that.

Daddy is still out there though, I can hear banging.

"Where the fuck is my packet of cigarettes huh Meghan?" I heard. "Dammit you bitch give me my fucking smokes!"

Mumma held me tighter after that, I think daddy came into my room though because I started to hear heavy footsteps.

"Adaline, where are you?"

He's calling for me.

"Adaline for fucks sake." His voice slowly began getting louder as did his footsteps. "ADALINE!"

I looked up at mummy once again and she didn't look back. Her focus was fixed between the gap through the closet doors. Her eyes squinted in attempt to see clearly what was going on outside.

"Mumma?"

She still didn't look down at me and I watched to see the slightest of light reach her face. Her facial expressions slowly turned into something that displayed fear. A lot of it.

"Adaline baby," she whispered before gathering all of me in her arms and holding me tighter. She had shut her eyes at this point and I was nothing but confused.

"There you are." A warm hand grasped the side of my arm and ripped me from my mum. I almost flew across the room and I started to hear screams from her.

"Don't you dare touch her again!" She yelled, her arm in the air and waving around alerted. There was a loud smack sound right before it all went wrong. "Kevin? You.."

"Bitch."

"Daydreaming again Miss Crossfields?" A monotone female voice spoke. I looked up to see Mrs Milani stare me down, her over plucked thin eyebrow lifted as if to give me a warning. She slowly walked away and continued to speak about the 'movement of the people'.

I felt a small tug behind me and I looked behind. My bestfriend, Lily Manning grinned and wiggled her eyebrows.

"So who is it?" She spoke, resting the side of her face in the palm of her hand. "There's only one reason for Adaline Crossfields to not actually be paying attention in class for once."

Lily was a bubbly person, she had the whole student body watching her every move though. She was incredibly social and many people adored and looked up to her. But she was one thing and that was boy crazy. I would be too if I had a tenth of her good looks. Her strawberry blonde bouncy curls, fair and clear skin, somehow perfectly laid out freckles across her nose and cheeks, juicy and plump lips, cute button nose, everything. She was the definition of tumblr girl.