The Monsters In My Home

Regrets.

I awoke the next morning realizing what I had done last night. I let my mom leave without me. I had the option to go but I didn't. I'm so stupid! How could I choose staying here and getting beat rather than going with my mom free. I would finally be free. I understood that Logan was here. But I could always text him. And now that chance was gone and I was stuck with dad. I knew dad was gonna be even worse after mom left. And he was. He hit me morning and night leaving me bloody and bruised. It was torture. He had started hitting Bridget more often too. She wasn't used to it because she had never got hit by him before except for maybe once and now she was getting it every Tuesday or so. I didn't feel as bad I should have because she had laughed and gawked at me for years when dad hit me but now she felt the same pain. It felt somewhat......nice. Nice in a way that made me feel like I wasn't the only one. The only good thing I had right now was Logan and Macy and even Bridget sometimes. But that was pretty much it. I guess I should be thankful that dad at least feeds me occasionally. Plus Christmas is coming up, and he's a life nicer then, getting us one or two gifts each year. Last year I got a greasy used pan so I could cook and a diary. It's better than getting nothing I suppose. I looked forward to school a lot more now and Bridget even let me borrow her clothes occasionally and did my hair. I would look like a new person. It seemed like things were turning around for me a little, but they were still not great. Logan and I would hang out after school must days, I would tell dad I was going to pick up some clothes from the Katie's closet and he surprisingly let me. He was obviously pretty stupid too because Katie's closet only goes for a few days. Dad would mind a little when I wore Bridget's clothes and hit me around a little when I did, but he wasn't as mad as when he found out that I was hanging out with Logan. When I told him I was going to Katie's closet again he decided to go check up on me at the school and o wasn't there so he called me. "Hey how's Katie's closet?" He asked me quietly. "Oh same old stuff. Just some clothes here and there." I said. "Oh really." He got louder, "funny considering I'm at the school and there's no Katie's closet. Where are you Taylor!" My dad was beyond pissed. I told him I was at the park and he got there in about five minutes grabbing me by my hair and tugging me away from Logan. I had the sudden urge to hit dad and run but I knew head tougher and would get me somehow. I got in the car and he drove off staring silently at the road. I sat in the passenger seat crying. "Shutup!" He screamed hitting me across the face. "Daddy please!" I pleaded with him. "I said shutup!" He screamed louder right as I heard police sirens. He was being pulled over. "No!!!" He yelled, "NO NO NO!" He hit the steering wheel. "be quiet!" He yelled at me sitting back as the cop walked up to the window. "Do you know how fast you were going?" Te cop questioned him. "No sir, and I'm sorry if it was too fast." He smiled at the officer. He was pathetic. "Are you alright young lady?" He asked me with a concerned face. Before I could answer dad jumped in. "She's fine." He simply said. "What happened to your face young lady?" He asked again eyeing the bruise on my cheek. "I said she's fine!" Dad yelled at the officer. "Step out of the car sir!" The cop yelled back. I couldn't speak. I was in awe. "Is there a problem officer?" Dad questioned loudly. "Yes there is!" The officer got, "Step out....Now!" Dad was about to put his hands up when he grabbed the steering wheel and stepped on the gas driving fast. The cop ran back to his car and signaled the other officers following us fast. "Dad stop!" I screamed, scared for my life. "SHUTUP!" Dad yelled loudly driving faster than he's ever before. "Watch out!" I screamed as we were going straight towards a huge ditch. "BE QUIET FOR GOD SAKES!" He screamed plummeting straight into the ditch. And that's when everything went black.