A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter forty one

*mollys prospective*

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of yelling. The sun streamed in the open window. Covering me in a blanket of warmth. Cassidy was no where to be found. My hair was a little frizzed from sleeping on it. My clothes clung to my body and I tasted warm saliva in my mouth. I quickly swallowed it hating the taste. I slowly got up the old wooden boards creaking under my weight. The yelling continued and I walked out into the dim lit hallway to see on the other side a drunken gerg yelling at a fearful Mary.

"I have every right to that girl, I was the one that brought her in."

"Please don't hurt me, I was only trying to help the girl. We didn't know anything about her."Mary's voice cracked

"Well we didn't need to what I say goes in this house! And you will listen to me you worthless..." His booming voice was cut off by something small and fragile, almost like a china doll that could be broken at any moment and in ways it was already broken.

"Grandpa." The sweet voice murmured through the air.

"Sweetheart leave."

"What are you doing to grandma?" Her voice was small and innocent. I had never seen her before. she had big cerious blue eyes, matched with sunlight ray blonde hair. She had small plump pink limps and a small red rose blush that covered her small tan. She looked to be about five, her hair was down to her waste. She wore a cherry red dress dotted with white as snow poka-dots. She looked really similar to Cassidy.

"Nothing now leave." He seemed to sober up when he talked to her.

"But grandpa..."

"I said leave! You ungreatful bastered of a child!" The small girl shrunk back. Gerg had his hand held high like he was to slap her.

"Please grandpa, don't hit me again." She mumbled through a soft breath.

"I said leave." He said through gritted teeth. His hand was half way down to hit the child, but my feet where already moving. I blocked the child and took the stinging hit. It turned my head completely. I knew I'd have a red mark or worse a bruise. I looked back up at him through blurred tears. He reminded me of my father. I was ashamed of him. Though maybe god brought me into this situation for a reason.

For a little moment I saw shock go through his eyes but then I saw anger. He grabbed my hair and started yelling at me.

"How dare you block a hit, I took you in, I cared for you, I saved you from the pedophile of a man. And I am the one that you should be worshiping at the moment, because I did all this for you."

"This is where your wrong! You where about to hit an innocent child!" I screamed at him tears sliding down my face.

"Innocent ha she is a demon herself, a temptress from satin." He had venom dripping from his words. I suddenly got a boost of confidence.

"You did take me in but you didn't care for me! Cassidy did. The rest of you looked at me with odd looks, and you are no worse than my father, nor any abuser. You saved me from him but put me in jeopardy of you, and the only man I worship is my god, Jesus Christ my savior. Now let me go!" I punched at him continually, until I finally got a good one to the gut and then the jaw.

Mary was starring at us with tears in her eyes, her lip quivered and she shook with fear. I heard murmurs from her.

"Get her..." She barely said.

"Common beat her." She said it a little louder this time.

"Gregory beat this witch of a woman that decides to come to my home and disgrace this family." I couldn't believe my ears so I blocked her out. Dodging the punches from him. He finally grabbed the collar from the sweater and pounded his fist into my face. Tears mixed with blood streamed down my face. He finally threw me on the floor. He yelled for Bruce and the strong muscular man came into veiw. He smirked and picked me out. I saw Cassidy run towards the little girl that was now crying. Bruce carried me off and I was barely conscious. I leaned my head on his bicep. Each step his chest moved heavier.

"You enjoy this don't you." I barely mumbled but he must of heard me because I could feel the smirk that was plastered on his face.

"You deserved it."

"How? He was going to hit that small child."

"So, bravery leads to stupid acts."

I just shut up and blacked out on his chest.