Don't Tell Your Mother

Chapter 12

Unity POV:

I slumped against the wall, my eyes squeezed shut. The only sound I heard was my raged breathing, I made a mental note not to scream so loud for so long. I rubbed my throat, I hoped Kallie hadn't done anything rash after I was dragged down here...where ever here is.

Dad had clamped a hand over my eyes when he had dragged me into this room. I had no way of knowing where I was either. It was pitch black and there wasn't a light in this room, I checked 3 times since I was thrown in here. I let out a soft moan as my stomach growled, I hadn't eaten anything since before I went to Seth's house, whenever that was. I doubt dad will be coming down here tomorrow with a plate of light golden pancakes drenched syrup. I reached down and gingerly prodded my thigh which had taken a beating earlier that night.

I began to tap my foot on the floor while I was deep in thought only to realize it was the tune of The Motto, I scowled blaming Kallie for the song being stuch in my head. She had been humming it quietly when we were in our room when we first got back.

With a sigh dropped my head onto my knees, I wasn't about to find a 'get out of jail free' card so I might as well take a little nap, god knows my body could use it. The cement floor may not be the best accommodations but I would have to make due.

I couldn't help but let my mind wander to fantasies where mom came home and she found out about what dad was doing and she would call the police than take Kallie and I away from here and move somewhere far far away form here, form the awful memories and than we could be a normal happy family. Kallie and I could go to school and make friends and have sleepovers and go out to parties..In the dark of the cellar like room I allowed myself to cry myself to sleep.

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I awoke to the sounds of someone crashing into a wall. I let out an annoyed sigh knowing that it must have been dad with a terrible hang over. I figured it must be morning but than again you never can tell when you spent the last few hours in a small windowless room, you tend to loose track of time. I got up and stretched like a cat yawning loudly.

I heard steps coming closer to my location, a few seconds later dad appeared with a flashlight in his hand, "Unity." He growled at me. I looked at him squinting at the harsh light that he was shining in my eyes, he tossed me a water bottle and an energy bar, "That's all you're getting until I decide to let you out so you better not have it all at once." Before I could process what he had just said he was already gone through a door I still couldn't find. Alone again.

I whimpered, I like some nice solitude as much as the next person but this was a little to extreme even for me. I was suddenly regretting opening my big mouth in the first place. I opened the water bottle and took a small sip from it, I groaned again as my stomach grumbled, I really didn't want to open the energy bar yet, I wasn't sure how long it would be until father felt like letting me go back and join the world of the living.

I settled for taking another sip and lying back down, if i'm asleep I can't be hungry right?

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"Get the hell over here." My dad hissed at me as he stood over me. I looked up groggily at his hazy form.

"I can go back to my room now?" I ask politely, Dad gave a gruff nod and I move to run past him but he snatched my arm before I could even take 3 steps."What?" I ask exasperated. Couldn't he just hit me already? God.