Addiction | a.m. fan fic

Chapter 1

Chapter One

 

            I screamed at the top of my lungs, people holding me down, I took a quick glance to my left and saw my dad, his eyes closed.

            “No,” I yelled, tears streaming down my face.

            I took a quick glance to my right and saw my mom, her chest rising up and down, talking softly to the people holding her down.

            How did we get to this? We were so happy, being a family, and all of a sudden, being held down like animals.

            “Hurry up! I don’t want to be late!” I said, pulling my parents’ arms, dragging them.

            They laughed, “Don’t worry.”

            I didn’t want to be late for the grand opening for the new bar down the street. Lots smokers, alcoholics, drug dealers in the area.

 My mom and I wore dresses that were barely above our knees, which was odd for girls to wear. We wore red lipstick, lots of pearl necklaces and bracelets; we curled our hair, our make up was more than a lady would wear in the 1920’s. My father and brother wore black slacks, black vest with a red shirt underneath, and a hat—what mean usually wore.

            We finally entered the bar and immediately got drinks. For a 17 year old, I drank a little less than an average 17 year old would. My brother, who was a year older than me, was already chugging down his beer and ordering more.

            Men whistled as they pasted me, making me ignore them. I never liked it when men did that that was no way to respect a lady. I could never go anywhere since I didn’t have rights; I was obliged to go with my brother so I wouldn’t get in so much trouble.

            I was about to order another beer, before somebody took my hand and dragged me away. I wasn’t frightened, for it was my friend, Albert.

            “Well, well, look who it is,” Albert smirked at me, kissing my neck, a friendly greeting between us.

            I laughed, “Stop it, Albert!”

            “My, my, don’t you look ravishing tonight,” he got serious and kissed my hand.

            I smiled at him, “Why, thank you, Mr. Albert.”

            “Why am I not surprised that I would find you here?”

            I shrugged, “It’s a new pub, thought I’d come down and give it a look.”

            “Well, a pretty lady like you shouldn’t be home alone. Listen, how ‘bout we ditch this place and have drinks on our own?”

            I giggled at him, “I’d love too.”

            He grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the bar and taking me to an alley, our alley. Everybody in town knew that this alley belonged to me and Albert.

            We were fooling around before we saw people standing in front of the alley.

            “Albert,” I whispered.

            “It’s okay, they weren’t hurt you, love.” He pushed me behind him, his back against my chest.

            “We want the girl.” the people said, walking towards Albert and me. “We want her, now.”