Save me , I think I need you.

Never been a kid.

Magnolia sat on the floor with bruises on her legs and the phone trembling in her hands. She had to do it. It's the fifth time in a row he tried to kill her, totally out of sense and reeking of alcohol. She felt herself crying as the police bursts through the door and takes her dad away and on his way out he said " I still love you " with no feelings on his face. It's been normal for a while, broken bottles and bruised skin, ever since her mom died. Magnolia takes out a picture from her pack pocket, half torn.
It looked like a memory of a happy family. The three of them. She still remembers the day of her mom's death. How she was too small and weak to speak out words and instead she ran away and returned after 3 hours. Returned to the smell of alcohol. It was the first time her father hit her.
Magnolia has never believed in love ever since. Yes sure I'll find someone to kiss and tell stories to but no love , never love she told to herself. She has seen her dad turn into a monster because of losing the one he loved. Magnolia hated it. Hated how love had so much control on him that he's a mere slave of the pain. Ever since then she has sworn she's never gonna let anyone get that control over her, except maybe, just maybe she was wrong.
She always had a little hope in the back of her head which she never realized existed, a want to be loved, as dearly as her dad loved her mom. Crazily.
She has gone through so much and now,
She just wanted to be saved.