It was maybe around two a.m? I was guessing, I wans't sure. My mom was probably out with her boyfriend. A hand was on me. Which, that was what had woken me up. I stayed perfectly still. I was scared. What would this creeper want? Or why was he here? Oh wait. He's a creeper, duh.
"I know you're awake, Taylor. Sit up. Now." The husky voice demanded. I sat up right then, and turned on the light. I froze. I knew who the creeper was... it was my father. Or, at least it looked like it. I wouldn't know. I haven't seen my father in three years.
"What are you doing here!" I almost shouted. I didn't want him here. I didn't want him around anybody I cared for. He's crazy. Yes. It's horrible to say but. My father is crazy. About three years ago, he was charged for child support, and ran off to New York or something. He's stolen a moving truck, crashed it, and left it at the crime scene. He's also abusive. When I was give, he was trying to break my moms arms, and I tackled him from behind, and he threw me up against the cabinet's in the kitchen. He's also a druggie. When I was little, he use to make me lick the joint things for him..
"Well. I came to get my daughter." He said, and smirked evily.
A laugh escape my lips. "Are you serious? You must be crazier than I remember. I'm not leaving and going to New freaking York with you, I'm staying here."
He laughed. "You have two options. Go with me freely, or go by force. "
"Or. I can stay here." I say, and smirk.
His hands reach towards me. I smack them, and he clenched his fist.
"Fine. I'll go, let me get some stuff, and text mom."
"Tell her you're going to your friends house. It's eleven. She won't care. Hell. You know your mom won't even care if you don't come back." He said.
He was right. She wouldn't. I stood up, grabbed my Hello Kitty KISS striped Arm warmers, put them on, and I grabbed my Black Veil Brides tee shirt. "Um. Can you please step out for a moment? I need to change." He nodded, and stepped out of the room, and I closed the door. I put my tee shirt on, and some purple skinny jeans, to top it off I put on my beanie, and my converse.
My father stepped back in the room. "Get your shit, and lets go." I nodded, and packed some of my clothes, my hair dryer, straightener, make up, and nail polish. I got my bags, and headed down stairs. My father followed me. I put my stuff in his car, and texted my mom. "Hey. I'm going to Jade's. I'll c u tomm. "
I began falling asleep. hours later, my dad shook me. "Wake up. We're at the airport." What. Why are we at the airport? "Your stuff is loaded on the plane. Let's go!" I got out the car, and we ran into the airport, and onto the plane.
