The One Who Freed Me

Prologue

Kayla's POV:

Before I went to bed last night, I prayed for my safety and that my dad wouldn't come back home drunk again.

To my luck he came home sober, asked for his dinner, showered, and went to bed.

"Why the FUCK is my clothes not ironed and ready for work?" He yells making me jolt awake and to him.

"Daddy I-"

"Don't daddy me you worthless piece of shit! Why is my clothes not ready?" He says yelling.

I tell him that I was already in bed when he took his shower but he just smacked me across my face and said that I knew better than to go to bed before washing and ironing his clothes.

"I'm sorry." I manage to choke out in between sobs.

"Yeah, you're sorry alright. Bout the sorriest motherfucker I met in my entire life. Go clean up and get your ass ready to go to school!" He said before going to shower and then he left for work.

After he leaves, I go shower and I grab something quick to eat and then I leave for school.

As I walk down the street, I check the time to see if I have enough time to go to Starbucks and I do so I make a quick stop and to my luck, the line isn't long at all.

I order my drink and wait for them to make it.

As I'm waiting on my drink, I hear someone by the name of Stefani get called for their drink and I just chuckle at the name until I look up and see who it is.

My jaw hits the floor just as soon as my damn phone did.

The lady bent over and picked my phone up before giggling and handing it back to me.

"I think this belongs to you." She said.

I quickly grab my phone and my drink, give her a quick smile and walk outta there as quick as possible.

"Wait!" I hear her yell after me.

Lady fucking Gaga is right behind me.