I was so worried about Striker today when really I should have been worried about my fucking father.
"I asked you where you thought you were going, slut?" He sneered, getting in my face.
"Nowhere. I just needed to run to the grocery store is all." I whispered back, trying to not sound weak or scared. That would just make this more appealing for him.
He pulled my hair back again, forcing me to look up at him. "You lying little bitch." He took his head and hit my nose with it. I heard a crunching sound and wanted to vomit. Fuck. That hurts.
My eyes were watering terribly from the pain coming from my nose.
"I watched you go outside. I watched you talk to that fucking guy out there. He's the one that was here before, is he not?" He said, seeing if I would lie again. I kept my mouth shut, feeling like not talking would be the best option for me right now.
A punch to my face. Another to the other side. Guess I should've talked then.
"I asked you a fucking question." He said, spitting on me as I lie on the ground. "I should have never let you mother leave. I should have dumped you when I had the chance. Better yet, I should have stayed away from you from the fucking beginning instead of taking an ungrateful bitch like you in." He sneered.
"Fuck you." I said. I had enough. He can not keep beating me down. I would rather him just end my life than to keep having to deal with this bullshit.
"What did you fucking say?"
Shit. He picked me up off the ground and threw me against the wall. Holding me up while he punched me in the face.
"I said, fuck you," I wheezed out, wanting to just pass out already from the amount of pain I was in. He glared at me before slowly putting his hand around my throat.
"This has been a long time coming, bitch." He whispered in my ear, tightening his grip on my throat. I just stared at him as I slowly began to choke, not caring that this could be the end for me.
I heard a bang. I tried to move to see what it was but everything was starting to go black.
"Angel?"
YOU ARE READING
Striker
RomanceHe gently nipped my ear. "Anytime, Angel." He turned and walked away. I wanted more. What the hell is wrong with me?