Love?

Things are going to be better........... NOT

Charlottes POV

When I entered the front door I heard my Father talking to someone in the kitchen 'I'm home!' I called out as I sat in the living room. A second later my Father's voice booms into the room 'CHARLOTTE SKY SCOTT, Where have you been?' his face told me exactly how mad he was the vein under his eye was bulging. I heard another set of footsteps enter the living room and there stood Mr Kyle Rivers trust him to tell my Father I skipped detention. My Father's eyes never left me 'ANSWER ME' I jumped; I know what he is capable of. 

Looking down in shame I managed to speak 'I went to the store' I wasn't going to tell him about the tree because it was Jordy and I's spot; he didn't need to know about it. I didn't want to look up so I just sat and waited 

'Miss Scott' my eyes locked with Mr Rivers 'would you care to explain why you skipped detention today' this wasn't the same man who told me only hours ago that he loved me. His eyes seemed to scream worried but I was probably just miss reading it them.

'I forgot about it, it's been a long day' I know my answer was simple but it was good enough. My eyes found the ground again; I just didn't want to look at him any longer 

'Well Miss Scott, you will now be having detention for the rest of the week in my classroom every day after school. If you try to avoid again I will have to contact your Father again. Do you understand?' My voice had gone so I just nodded my head 

'ANSWER HIM CHARLOTTE' my Father bellowed. 

I looked up 'Yes Sir' I was on the verge of tears but I had to hide my emotions. I found Mr Rivers eyes on me again, looking up I met them. They looked so sad, regretful I tore my eyes away before I started crying. I could never cry in front of my Father he thought I was pathetic when I did. Looking back at the ground I heard my Father apologise to Mr Rivers for my behaviour before showing him out. I counted down in my head when his act of Fatherly protectiveness would end 3.....2.....1 *Bang. 

The front door slammed 'WHERE ARE YOU!' His eyes spotted me; I was frozen to the spot. It only took him 3 strides before he reached me grabbing a fistful of my hoodie and picking me up 'YOU LITTLE BITCH, YOU FUCKING STUPID LITTLE GIRL' Insult after insult came but after years of it I had grown used to it, even believed the things he said. I felt my feet leave the ground; he slammed me up against the wall. As I was pinned he punched and punched the life out of me. I started coughing up blood with each blow 'YOU LITTLE SLUT, YOU COULDN'T EVEN REMEMBER A DETENTION AND I HAD TO COME HOME TO FIND A TEACHER STANDING AT THE DOOR' his hands moved from my waist to my throat. I couldn't breathe I tried to peel his hands away but he was too strong, I could feel my body going limp. This was how I would die at the hands of my Father. Just as I started losing consciousness I felt his hands let go and I fell to the floor. He spat on me 'DON'T FUCK UP AGAIN UNDERSTAND?' I heard his footsteps fade away and his bedroom door close. My whole body was hurting, my vision was so spotty, every breath I took hurt and I felt like I was on deaths doorstep. As the pain became unbearable I lost consciousness. I knew in the morning hell would be to pay when I got up.

Kyles POV

When Mr Scott yelled at Charlotte I had to resist the temptation of punching him and taking Charlotte away from this horrible place, just being her sent chills down my spine. I continued with my teacher tone to maintain an emotionless state 'Well Miss Scott, you will now be having detention for the rest of the week in my classroom every day after school. If you try to avoid again I will have to contact your Father again. Do you understand?' I look down towards Charlotte on the couch. 

She slightly nodded her head 'ANSWER HIM CHARLOTE' her father yelled next to me. It almost gave me a hard attack but my shock was overcome with regret and worry as I saw Charlotte shaking as she looked up at me, her eyes glossed with tears just waiting to fall 'Yes Sir' her voice was so shaky. When she looked away Mr Scott looked towards me.