Chapter 16

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I instantly wake up by a scream.

My mums scream.

Please, no! Not again!

I hear something being slammed hard against a wall. My parents bedroom wall...

I check the time on my alarm clock, which reads 3:00AM. It's either my dad or also his friends. Drunk. Again.

"GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW!" My mum screams as loud as possible.

I'm scared as hell but I have to do something! I can't let this keep happening. I wipe the fresh tears away from my face and open my bedroom door.

"Who the f*** are you?" A man about my dad's age, who looks like a complete drug addict and off of his head, asks me nastily.

"I live here! what do you think you're doing here?" I say angrily with a scowl pinned to my face.

"Oh don't you show me attitude missy! I can be wherever the f*** I want!"

"Hell you can't!" I say and push back past him trying to get into my mum and dad's room. It's suspiciously free from screaming.

"What are you doing?" Another grown man shouts at me, coming out of their room.

They shouldn't be here! How could he? Does he never learn? I can't help but let the tears flow down my face. I thought he would stop.

"Why the f*** are you crying for? Suck it up b****! You're meant to be sixteen! What, are you on your 'period!' you better be a good f****** b**** or this will happen to you next!" The man in the doorway shouts right in my face, spitting on my face. he couldn't care less.

What has happened to us?

We're not a family anymore.

We're just broken.

Completely broken.

Impossible to mend.

"He said stop crying!" The first guy sneers in his annoying voice.

Completely on impulse, I reach out and slap him. I then turn around to the guy at the door and kick him where the sun don't shine. No not in his butt but his balls! I'm in astonishment myself that I've done it!

He kneels to the floor clutching where I kicked as hard as I could. I reach out for the door handle but am pushed forcefully to the floor.

No! please don't start assaulting me. I know I have no chance of going back to my room and calling the police. We're out in the country, as it's a stables, where no one will hear our screams or any of this riot.

Why do I always screw up?

I should've called the police in the first place!

Every flipping time this happens I can never help! Last time I froze, the first time I watched and now ,when I thought I'd be brave, I'm useless!

I've always known I'm a failure.

Then there's a voice.

"Go on April, do it for your mum! I believe in you!"

"Alice-Lucy?" I breathe out.

"What the f*** you talking?" The guy who I slapped sneers again.

His damn voice!!!

Somehow I get the energy and manage to get up, despite the first mans efforts to fall me back down.

I reach for the door again.

Ouch! With each blink it gets darker. I fall back down to the floor. I supposedly fall onto the other guy who I kicked.

"Get off of me right now! We're the only ones who can go on top of you b****!"

I slowly and painfully feel myself black out.

(A/N: A very dramatic chapter don't ya think? I've been referring about how her mum was 'before' and how 'something' happened between her mum and dad. Reading this do you get the idea of what kind of stuff happened? Do you think April's brave or just useless like she thinks she is? please tell me! <3)

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