'Em' my dad whispered as my head shoots up and my eyes linger around the room in search for him to afraid to get up. 'Emma' he calls out again concern and guilt laced in his voice. 'D.. dad' I whisper as he walked up slowly to me.
I ran up to him as i jumped in his arms and hugs him tightly, after a few minutes which felt like hours being wrapped in his arms he pulls me back gently and is then that i realize his bruised, beaten up face, bloody mouth and black eye that could not be left unnoticed.
'are you.. okay? should i call the police?', 'No!' he shouts frustratingly as my mouth gapes open instantly taken aback a single tear escaping my eyes before many more burst out to weak to hold it in. He sighs guiltily as he wrap his arms around my shaking body. 'No honey no need to call anyone, ill deal with it' he whispers to me as he rubs my back comfortingly. I just nod back in response, frightened to say anything that would lead to angering him. Once again he gently unwraps his arms around my slim body and puts me at arms length. 'I am okay,just go by granny and stay there until I am back' My eyebrows knit up in confusion as i am lost for words not knowing what to say. 'Em i will be okay' he reassures before hugging me briefly and leaving the house and i am left there in confusion and concern.
I scratch my head confused, my heart beating drums in my chest and a massive headache that will blow any minute. I decide to take a bath before going to Gran as i watch my surroundings as a cold shiver ran down my spine.
I quickly paced up the stairs and got myself ready for a bath as i turned on the heater for the pipe. I undressed quickly wanting to get this done and over with as fast as i possibly could.
As i am about to step into the shower the lights shut off leaving the house in complete darkness. Frightened i turn around and tiptoes my way out of the shower. I was and will never be one to be fond of darkness and it may be that i am home alone but i have seen too many scary movies in the past to just walk in darkness and not feel uncomfortable, especially with the situation i was currently in.
I jumped when i heard the sound of something falling on the floor, probably a spoon or fork or something of that sort. I quickly slip into my robe and poke my head in the hallway. 'Dad.. i is that you?' i stammer. Suddenly my body begins to tremble in fear as no one responds. 'Dad this this is not funny you know?' i giggle nervously.
I would hate if it really was him playing jokes on me but i think at the moment i would prefer it being him than anything else. 'The breaker just tripped' i try reassuring myself. i clumsily make my way downstairs tripping and sliding on items scattered on the staircase as i trace the wall to the light switch.
One flick, two flick and nothing happens, the house remains in total darkness. I squint my eyes in search of anything that will help me right now. This is not the best time for the breaker to flick, i thought as i bit my nails.
i dont know if i am trying to be brave or just trying to encourage myself that its really just the breaker that flicked and probably resulting to... 'Pssht!' my thoughts were interrupted by yet another sound coming from inside the house, is then that i really start to panic and cold sweat trickles down my face.
i avert my eyes to where the sound came from, suddenly two figures moves stealthily in the distance and disappeared. My heartbeat accelerates as i begin to tremble and goosebumps suddenly lashes onto my skin dominantly, mouth gaped open paralyzed by fear and shock I am met with the realization that i am really not alone.
As if on cue, my paralyzed state sets me free as my feet automatically finds the staircase as i run as fast as i possibly could, tripping over myself, before i make contact with a hard brick surface, I close my eyes as my head shot in pain. 'I dont remember dad putting a wall there' i thought stupidly as my eyes widened in recognition, swallowing the lump in my throat before i rise my head slowly to stare at the hard bricks walls face.
His arms are then wrapped around me in captivity as i kick and punch. All i can remember is the faint smell of chloroform before the house screamed darkness.
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Daddy's Girl
Short StoryEmma is a naïve 16 year old, nosey athlete who lives with her dad, also known as the daddys girl, her dad is all she has now since her mom died, Emma's life isn't easy but being the only child has provided her with lots of benefits and she wouldn't...