He smiled

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My father was a cruel man. He has been like this since my mother died. My mother was a woman with a heart of gold, but she was weak and sick. She was diagnosed with breast cancer a year before she died. It was hard to watch her suffer and die slowly. She tried to make it seem as if she was alright , but we all knew the truth.My father took her death really hard. He blamed me for it as if I one day woke up and decided to bestow such a curse on my own mother. I still love my father I just wish he could face reality, but I know deep down my father is too cowardice to face the cold hard truth and that I hate him for.

I heard the front door open and slam shut. My father’s home. I quickly, but quietly, got up from my warm bed and tip-toed towards  my bedroom door double checking if I locked it. my father tends to get abusive when he’s drunk. I can’t hold this against him because he is not in his right mind and his grief over powers his conscience.

Heavy footsteps on the stairs are made towards my room. Please Lord I beg of you NOT! tonight. I slip back into bed closing my eyes tight praying to whatever god exists in this cruel world. The doorknob rattles quietly as he tries to get in, and I just lay there hoping he’s too drunk to really try. The knob rattles a while then stops as he has given up at last. I can hear him make his way into his room adjacent to mine. I let out a sigh and relax into my bed and drift off into a light sleep.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*2  years Later

I was heading through the empty halls trying to make it to class without being late again. I kept running late this week, always missing my first period, but today I was determined to make at least the last minutes of my teachers boring lectures on how we should be like his daughter who was working for the president and how we will all end up working in a candy corn factory.

As I was about to walk into class the bell rang signaling that 1st period was over. I stomped my foot and made my way to my locker to get my 2nd period books. I was so angry with myself. How can I be so irresponsible?. I heard Kade, the school jock, calling my name, well nickname.

“Hey Girl, hey Girl, Hey1”

I just kept walking. It’s going to be the same thing every time. He’s going to harass me. I usually don’t ignore him so I know that when he he catches up I’m in deep trouble. I heard his groups heavy footsteps making it’s way towards me. I felt a sudden panic and started to run to my locker. God not again, PLEASE I beg you, NOOO! I felt someone grab the back of my hoodie and pull. My air was cut off for a second. I was forced to look at Kade. What a second? Who is this? I looked up into emerald eyes, tan skin, and brown curly hair. He looked looked familiar. I know him, but from where?

“Who are you?” I whispered. The guy gave me a small smile.

“The names Axel”. Kade pushed him out of the way and got real close to my ace, but all I could do was stare at Axel. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize he was extremely gorgeous. I couldn’t look away from him. He was captivating, hypnotizing.

“Girl….Girl!” somebody was shaking me.

“My name is Quinn” I simply stated.

“What?” Kade said.

“I said my name is Quinn” I looked Kade straight in the eyes. I don’t know where this sudden spur of confidence came from but I like it. I looked back at Axel and he had the biggest smile on his face. He did something that made me fall in love with him. He smiled

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*4 years Later

The sun beamed down on me as I basked in the sun. The weather was beautiful here the sun was out, the smell of the salt water, and the light breeze made my honeymoon paradise. I’m in Sun Island Beach in Maldives trying to work on a tan, but failing miserably. My husband is next to me looking tan and mighty hot. How did i get so lucky? Thank you Jesus! I clasped his hand tightly and closed my eyes thinking of what our future will bring. No rest. I smiled and looked over at my savior. I’m grateful he is here with me. He saved me from myself and my drunken father. My life was upside down and now it is right side up. I just hope that my life continues to progress into rainbows and unicorns. I could use more happiness in my life. I’m safe at last.

“Quinn?” he said

“Hmm?” I looked over at him with a small smile. I looked into his green eyes and fell in love even more. His hand was hot in mine. I loved him and he loved me, and i could tell just by his…..smile.

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