Being Saved

Chapter 1

(Lydia's Pov)

It is finally here. This day that I have waited for so long to come. it was happening. New house. New school. New life. New me. Or so I thought.

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With that my father smashed the empty bottle of Jack Daniels' over my head, knocking the dreams out of my head, and me to the floor. Of course they were dreams. Who was I kidding, I was never getting out of this place.

As I struggled to stand up and felt warm blood trickling down the side of my face, I pleaded for him to stop.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry-", I tried.

"Shut the hell up! You are nothing but a disgrace to this family!", He spit, kicking me in the ribs. So much for that.

I whimpered, not understanding what I had done to make him so angry.

Then it hit me harder than he had hit me with the bottle - He was drunk.... Again.

"I am such a great father to you, and this is how you repay me?!" He screeched, "I can't believe you, you spoiled little bitch!".

I could tell that he was going to hit me again so I flung myself towards the front door, trying to get away.

I had barely made it off of the front porch before I heard a dull thump, and I was falling, falling backwards.

My father started dragging me back inside, but I was too tired to fight back. I went unconscious before I could comprehend what he was doing again..

©Alison Yoder 2014