|Faye POV|
I stood still, not moving a single muscle. This can not be my dad. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but this was definatley real life. My dad is in my house, standing right in front of me. What does he think he's playing at? He can't just come and appear after he left us. He doesn't know how much pain he caused. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I spat, he looked shocked at my response to his presence. He should know that I will not accept him, he can't just come walking into my life again after he disappeared. "Excuse me?" he questioned "you heard me dad" I held my hands up to quote 'dad'. "you fucking heard me you fucking dickhead" my face turned red with anger, I could see my 'dad' getting put off by my comments "I'm your dad, treat me with respect" "you don't deserve my fucking respect, you left me and mum on our own and now you expect to be able to come walking back into our life's like nothing happend, you can think again" I shouted at him, he stepped back, the look on his face. Priceless. "Now you treat me with fucking respect young lady" he raised his voice and grabbed my arms "I'm your dad, you will not speak to me like that you little bitch" he pulled my arms, scrapping his nails over my cuts. I whimpered in pain, letting a few tears run down my face. "What the fuck do you think you're playing at you cunt" I screamed "how fucking dare you" he looked fuming now. He dragged me by my arms over into the living room and shoved me onto the sofa. He towered over me and looked me straight in the eyes. He pulled back his arm, and threw a punch at my face. I felt the pain shoot threw my body, then another shot of pain as he hit me harder and harder with every punch. My face covered in bruises and red marks. I scream and cry out in pain but it's no use because no one can hear me. He covered my mouth with his large hand so my screams came out muffled. Where's my mum? He better not of done something to her. He toke his hand off my mouth so he could throw another punch to my face. "What the fuck have you done with mum" I spat "none of your business" he spat back. I knew I shouldn't of left Luke. I have to do something, I can't just let him beat me like this.
I feel the anger boil up inside of me as my inner monster starts to come alive. This is it. This will teach him a lesson. I could feel my eyes change colour, my dad stepped back for a moment. He didn't know what was going on. "What the fuck" he lightly whispered. I stepped up from the sofa, my eyes growing darker with every moment. Okay Faye, you have to do this.
My body tensed up as I felt the power take over my body. I ran towards my dad and threw a punch to his face, probably breaking his nose. He deserved that, fucking bastard. I threw more and more punches until his nose was dripping with blood. I grabbed him by his hair and kneed him in the face, which made him fall to the ground. He whimpered in pain, but I don't feel sorry for him. I kicked every inch of his body until he was curled up in a ball. I punched him once more as I knocked him out.
I quickly ran to the front door, grabbed my bag. I have no time to waste I need to leave now. What a fool, he didn't lock the door. I ran out the door and down the driveway. That was not how I expected my visit to be.
I met my dad.
