I was terrified all the time.
I couldn't go on like this. I was even afraid of my own shadow.
I heard a noise downstairs, and I knew Allan was home. He was probably searching the cabinets for his stash of alcohol. He was more violent when he was drunk.
I heard my stomach grumbled again. I was really hungry, but I couldn't go downstairs because he would see me and find a reason to hit me.
I really don't know why my mother had married him. What had she seen in him? I don't know why I asked that question because I already knew the answer. He was rich and my mother needed the money.
Dad died when I was ten, and we started to have money issues. My mother had to do something in order for us to get by, so a year later, she married Allan. She didn't love him, and I knew he didn't love her either.
Thinking about my mother, I touched the locket that was around my neck. My mother had given it to me when I was twelve. That was when she was healthy. Two years later, she became sick with lung cancer. Allan didn't even care. He didn't try his best to take care of her and pay for her medications. She died a year later when I was fifteen.
I opened the locket and looked at the picture inside. It was a photograph of my mother and I. We were both smiling widely at the camera. I was really happy that day. I sighed. I really miss you, Mom. I knew you would never allow this to happen.
I closed the locket and went to lay on my bed. I was really thankful that tomorrow was the first day of senior year, so I don't have to be home all the time with him anymore.
I remember clearly the first time he hit me. It was six months after my mom had died.
** Flashback **
I had just finished my homework and I went downstairs to make myself a sandwich.
As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, Allan, my stepfather, was leaning on the counter, a bottle of whiskey in his right hand. I didn't say anything because he was like this most days. He didn't even talk to me anymore.
I went over to the fridge to retrieve the cheese, tomato, and mayonnaise.
"Kayla," I heard Allan call. I closed the fridge and turned around to face him. I waited for him to speak. "Didn't you hear me calling you?" He asked.
"No. I was in my room doing homework." I replied.
"When I call you a next time, I want you to answer me." He said, stepping closer to me. I scrunched up my nose from the stench of alcohol on his breath.
"Okay, but I really didn't hear you." I said, confused about his behavior. It happened so fast and took me by surprise, but the next thing I knew was that I was holding my cheek. He had hit me, and it hurt like hell.
"Do you hear me?!" He roared.
I looked at him in surprise. Man, he must really be drunk. I would never have thought he would hit me. He had never before. "Yes." I said quietly.
"Good. Now, I'm out of whiskey. I want you to go to the store and get me some." He said, slamming the empty bottle on the counter.
** End Of Flashback **
It had been two years since that happened. Two years since my life hasn't been the same. Two years since my life was normal. I had thought that he had hit me because he was drunk and that it would be the last time.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
He continued to hit me for every single thing, and then it got worst. He had become a monster. I really couldn't take it anymore. I can't wait until I'm eighteen so that I can get the hell out of here.
He hitting me that day was the first, but not the last. It was just the beginning.
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A/N: Hello, my readers and followers. So, I've republished my book 🙌
This was the first book I've ever been excited about, and Wattpad took it down. This book was my baby, and it was taken down :(
I did contact Wattpad, and I was informed that my book was taken down due to copyright infringement. My own book that I put my sweat and tears and imagination into writing 😢
I hope you enjoyed it for the second time and new readers, I hope you'll enjoy it. Please give it a chance. I promise you won't be disappointed.
Warning: There are graphic depictions of abuse in some chapters. If you are not comfortable reading them, I will give you a warning. Don't worry, I care about my readers, and I wouldn't make you feel uncomfortable in any way.
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