She knew by this time they both would be passed out either on the couch in the living room or in their bedroom, so she had to be very careful not to wake them up .
School today wasn't that bad, she had convinced her sociology teacher to give her a make-up test for the one she had missed - all because of those bullies she lived with. And for the past two days she hadn't had anything to eat except for the half rotting apple she'd found in the kitchen.
Opening the front door, she did a quick sweep of the living room and found no one there but that didn't mean she was safe. Walking on her toes she reached her bedroom and shut the door releasing a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Dropping her schoolbag on the floor, she decided to take a nap before doing her homework, stripping to just her underwear she laid on her makeshift bed
BANG BANG...BANG BANG, forcing herself to open her eyes, she saw him standing by the door, she sure as hell didn't remember the last time she laid eyes on him and how the hell he got into her room, oh yeah she forgot to lock her doors, shit.
'Umm, Good evening Sir'
'How is my little baby girl doing,' He slurred she knew he was drunk again and probably high on some sort of drug so she had to tread carefully because he might hit her again.
'I'm doing well, Sir'
'Ahhha that's good I want your help with something, you see ~she~ passed out and refuses to wake up so she can't help me with this problem' He had a sly smirk which only seemed to irritate her the more - she loved this man but sometimes she hated him, as they say "there is a thin line between love and hate".
'Alright Sir, how may I help you'
'I feel pressure' he started walking to her bed, holding her sheets close to her body she moved closer to the wall. His eyes looked hooded and very dark, as he moved closer to her he put a knee on the bed and he touched her face running his hands down her neck, before she could say a word his left hand fisted her hair, she was scared she felt like crying but she couldn't because then he would just hit her, so all she did was whimper.
'I promise I'll make it less painful' he said.
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Acakshe is not your typical girl...she was born in darkness, she lives in darkness, she ran away thinking she would leave it behind her but guess what she was the darkness, she carried that darkness with her there was nothing she could do so she choose...
