Of Faith and Hope (#Watty's 2014)

Chapter 4 - Nightmares await at 'home'. (Edited version)

Ladies and gentlemen, I now present.............

X Of Faith and Hope X

Chapter 4 – Nightmares await at ‘home’.

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Be strong because things will get better. It may be stormy now but it never rains for ever. ~ Some wise human.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder as they drew closer and closer. Justine and Dark-hair both looked terrified. I slowly turned around. 

A few seconds later, I could feel a hard pain erupt through my cheeks. I held on to my cheek, howling in pain. I slowly looked up to see Adam. His head was wrapped up with bandages like many parts of his body. I also noticed that he had crutches on him, weird. 

"Adam….?" Justine asks rushing to my side. 

"Well if it isn't Justine, the likkle b****" Adam slurred his words, indicating that he is drunk. 

"I didn't know that you would be coming home today." I tried to calm him down. I rushed to his side to help him sit down. 

"Oh save your sorry excuses for some one who cares! Look at me when I speak to you b****. I brought you up, single-handedly and you couldn’t even be bothered enough to pick me up!"

He slapped me right across the face again. Then he pulled me by the hair and shoved me towards the wall. I have seriously got to cut my hair. Even when he is wounded and just arrived from the hospital, he is strong. I have to give it to him, that takes serious skills.

"What the hell man? What did you do that for?" A masculine voice broke out. What? We had company? 

Suddenly, Adam was lying on the floor with blood dripping from his head and his wounds cut open. Dark hair was standing above him with his fist covered in blood, Adam's blood. 

"Justine, call the ambulance, NOW!" I yelled at my sister.

She quickly jumped to do what I told her. "Dark hair, what is wrong with you? Can't you see that he was wounded?" I scolded him

"You call me Dark hair eh, Blondie?" He smirked at me revealing his dimples. Why does he get dimples?

"Well, you call me Blondie; at least I got your hair colour right!" I crossed my arms across my chest and narrowed my eyes at him.

"What are you trying to do, Blondie?" He began to laugh whilst holding on to his stomach.

I ignored him and went off to attend to Adam. I dropped down on my knees and tried to shake him awake. He was loosing a lot of blood from a wound on his head. I used both my hands to apply pressure on the wound. I knew all my research would be useful one day.