No Way Out

Chapter 1

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When I woke up this morning he was gone, but he did leave a note. it said

I have left for work, I want my house spic and span before I get back, and if not, well you know what will happen, I will hurt you badly. Love, your dearest father (:

I crumbled up the note and threw it in the trashcan, our house is middle class, we have three bedrooms, and two bathrooms.

I went into the bathroom and put cocoa butter on my scars, it some what makes the scars invisible, but all he does is make new ones.

Right now, I have a big bruise on the middle of my back, he gave it to me yesterday night because I left a little food on a plate while washing the dishes.

I had to be to school by 8:15, and Jaylee had to be at preschool by 7:45, it was 6:30 right now, Kaylee gets up at 7:30 and I decided I was just going to lay in my bed until it was time for her to wake up, I have no phone, but I do have a car, he only lets me use it to get to and from school, and to take Jaylee to school, and get her from school. Since I get out of school at 3:00, and Jaylee gets out at 2:30, they let her stay there until I get from school.

I was daydreaming about mother, and how father was before she died, and all the fun times we had with each other. That was until my alarm rang, telling me it was time for Jaylee to wake up.

I turned over, and brushed hair out of her face. "Baby girl." I whispered.

She stirred, but didn't wake up.

"Jay, get up, time to get ready for school." I said shaking her.

She has her own room, but I prefer her to sleep with me.

"Mommy, I don't want to go." She whined.

"You have to, come on, get up. "

She reached her arms out, signaling she wanted me to pick her up.

I picked her up, and took her out the room into the bathroom.

"Use the toilet."

She nodded, and pulled her pants down, and used it.

I got out the things I would need to do her hair.

"I'm done mommy. "

I nodded, "Put the seat down and sit on it so I can do your hair. "

She did it and asked, "Is.. is he here?" She asked in a quiet voice.

She fears him just as much as I do, maybe more.

"No, he's not here baby. "

She nodded again, and I started on her long dark brown hair.

I decided that I was just going to wet it making it extra curly, and then put a headband on it since I didn't feel like doing something more to it.

When I was done, I let her brush her teeth, and then we went into her room to pick out some clothes.

She had on some denim shorts, and a pink and white shirt, with her white toms. She also put on a pink headband.

She put her jacket and bookbag on, and I told her to sit on my bed until I was done getting ready.

Since I had already took a shower last night, I started on my hair, I decided to just wear it like Jaylee's. I wet it, and it instantly curled up.

I put a blue handband on, and put on foundation to cover to bruise on my cheek he made yesterday.

When I was done, you couldn't even tell that I had got punched in the face by my abusive father.

You couldn't tell I got abused at all.

I went into my room, and went into my closet. I picked out some acid washed skinny jeans, and a blue and white shirt that had Don't Judge A Book By It's Cover on it, with my white converse, I put on my wrist band to hide the cut marks, and I put on my jacket, and grabbed my bag.

"You look pretty mommy." Jaylee said in a low voice.

"Thank you baby, you look gorgeous yourself. " I smiled, "Come on, let's go."

She hopped off the bed and grabbed my hand, and we left out the room and walked down the steps together.

I grabbed us both a granola bar, and we headed to my car.

I strapped Jaylee in, and got in the front seat, and buckled up.

I drove out of the driveway towards Jaylee's preschool.

When we got there I let Jaylee out, and walked her up to the playground were all the kids were.

"See you later, I love you."

"I love you too Mommy." She replied as she kissed my cheek, the one that didn't get punched.

I walked back to my car, and got in, and drove off to my school.

It was 7:10 when I reached the school, I got out, and started walking towards the building.

Another day of hell.

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