His Dark Soul

father please dont.

As I step into the old house memories flooded my mind tears swelled up. All of those memorys being bad, my father walked in behind me and pat my back. I flinched.

"Why you flinching?!" He yelled at me.

"S-sorry"  I mumbled.

He smiled knowing it affected me. He finally got me back in his filthy hands. I walk to the stairs as a memory of him pushing me down them, I walk up the stairs but as soon as i'm out of site from him I run to my room and close the door locking it.

I walk over to my "bed" which is really just a few blankets that are like rags and a small useless pillow, I sit down and hear my knees make an ugly pop sound and cringe.

I look around the white surface area of my walls, there sat a stain I couldn't tell what it was...to scared to ask I pick up my phone and go through photos of my mom and step dad... all I have left of them besides the hole that can never be filled.

My eyes open, the bright light filled the room...I must of fallen asleep. A faint yawn left my mouth as I rub my eyes smearing my mascara.

I get up my knees once again popping and going to the door to unlock it. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth... I look to the hand prints inside the tiles down below on the floor from when I was little. We all made our hand prints. 

I walk out the bathroom and downstairs slowly, as I am peeking around the corner I see my father sitting on the couch with a guy over. They both are drinking beer. 6 lay empty on the coffie table and one in their hands.

"Allison come join us" My father said through his smirk.

"Allison... ive heared alot about you" the strange man said.

"Sit" my father motions with his finger. I sat down deciding to obey. The strange man got to close to for my liking and put his hand on my thigh. I got very unconfortable very quickly.

"Here drink." My father looked at me in the eyes giving me a beer.

"I-I dont drink.." I say as I look away quickly.

Soon I was saved from sitting on the torn up couch and the creepy old man  by the doorbell ringing.

"I'll get it!" I said to them quickly as I ran out of the room. I answer the door and holy shiiittt this guy is hot.. Wait what?

"H-hi how can i-i uhm.. help y-you" I said my social awkwardness came in. As my eyes run down his jaw looking at the clean surface. Then to his helmet for what I'm guessing a motorcycle.

"Is my uncle here" he said his voice deep and mysterious giving me chills. It was like he had no soul... the look in his eyes... they didn't shine.... is face displayed no emotion.

"C-come i-in" I mumbled and led him to the room.

"Rob it's time to go home. Aunty is worried. " he said once again coldly.

"Ash go awayyyy!" He complained like a small child when it was nap time." He took a pause "I found myself a pretty lady."

He walked over to me and pushed me hard into the wall followed with an cry in pain.

He pressed is beer belly and his man titties on me. (Sorry😂😂👏)  He smelled of swet. I tried to push him off, his legs in between mine and his hands on my wrists.

The boy... ash I believe walked over grabbed him by the ear and pulled him out handing him a helmet.

"I'm driving. Never touch her again. " he said giving me chills" who is he...? He looked at me and walked out of the house. My father looks to me.

"Drink it. NOW!" He yelled at me shoving the bottle into my mouth and pouring it. I start choking as I freak out. It is nasty and bitter. I end up drinking it instead of drowning or a beating.. hopefully there is nothing in it... but knowing the dummy there probably is.

I start to feel dizzy and pass out. I wake up on the old rags freezing cold. The window is open and it's raining inside.

I close the window quickly. I start to shiver I go downstairs and look at the microwave for the time. It is 4 in the morning. I have school today... see I wouldn't normally be mad about a new school but it's halfway through the school year.

I won't know anybody and I'll probably be bullied again. If I keep my head low maybe nothing will happen I don't want friends  because they betray me or die... I've learned that not to let people get close to me.

Might aswell start my day... to lazy to cook I look in cabinets and the fridge nothing but eggs.. I look all dishes are dirty accept a bowel. You can't even wash the dishes there is to many in the sink.

The sink is now rusted. My stomach rumbled. I get eggs and whip them with a fork I cleaned in the bathroom.

I pop it in the microwave because you can't access the stove there is pots and pans covering it. I take it out and add salt and no pepper because there is no more. I look for ketchup at least.

No hope sadly. Then something I see I'm the corner of my eye. Ketchup packets from McDonalds.

I put it on and eat the food. God my ocd... I'll clean up for him because this is gross, how can anybody let it be that bad.

After 2 hours of cleaning and 7 trashbags and 3 recicle bags, I finished the kitchen the bathroom and living room. Finally finished.

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