I was woken up to glass shattering and yelling. "Kristal get your ass down here right now" yelled George from downstairs. George is my step-father. I woke up and rushed downstairs to be greeted by a very angry George and glass shattered on the floor around my mother. I tried to rush to my mother but was stopped by my step-father hitting me in the gut. I knew this wasnt going to end up great for me. The hits continued one after the other and they never lightened up. My mother rushed to grabbed his hand from hitting me but he punched her causing her to hit the table and yelp. After that move her went over to her but I got up and pushed him so his attention would be on me again and not my mother. He turned around furious and punched my square in the face. Normally he wouldn't aim for my face because people might see but he was blinded by rage too much to care. After thirty more minutes he left and slammed the door. Mom came to me to try and help but I just lightly moved her out of the way and went to clean the glass up. I cleaned the glass and limped upstairs to patch myself up.
My mother always said that my biological dad died in an accident when i was two years old and after seven years she ended up getting remarried to George. George was a great guy at first but after they got married things started to change slowly. He began to drink more, do drugs, beat my mother and I up, treat us like slaves,he started to com home late or would disappear days at a time, and used to invite his friends over to do all that stuff. After people started to question where all the marks where coming from he made mom quit work and pulled my out of school but the abuse never stop, it just got worse. George would always beat me but when his friends came over they would pay him to beat mom and I. When this occurs I would tell her to hide and i would take both beatings. At first she said no but i would beg her so she caved. I know she feels terrible for letting me take the beatings but i could never let her take the beatings.
It has been one week since he left slamming the door. We are used to him leaving and not coming back for two or three days but he was never gone for this long. Mom's bruised side has healed up and some of my bruises have gone away but not all of them. We were running out of groceries but we weren't allowed to leave the house without him. "Mom, I'm going to get more food for the house." "Hunny you cant, remember the rule?" "Yes mother but we are going to starve if this continues and what happens when he comes home?" "B-but its going to be...what if he comes home and you aren't here?" my mother questions worriedly. "Then i will take the beating that comes with it, I love you mom I'll be back." I put on the sunglasses and walk out of the house to go grocery shopping.
When I got to the store I grabbed a shopping cart and started to go through aisles. As i was going through the aisles i started to pick things we needed. I kept money to the side for emergencies so I'm only getting the absolute important things. I wanted to save the money for when we can leave but i don't have enough at the current moment. As I was in my thoughts the cart hit something or someone. The cart hit a huge guy. He is about 6'2-6'3 tall, covered in tattoos, wearing a well fitting white t-shirt that hugs all his muscles and abs paired with black jeans, he has dark brown hair almost black, bright blue eyes, and a strong jaw line. When I looked up at him to see he has a pissed off face. "Watch where your going bitch and take off the damn sunglasses we are inside." the mystery guy yells at me. As he was yelling he moved the cart and started to walk towards me. When he was doing this i was walking backwards and I flinch and covered my face as he reached forward to take of the glasses.
When he saw this he grabbed my shoulders and roughly shoved me into the shelves causing me to yelp because the shelves hit the bruises that still hurt. At my noise two more guys appeared from around the corned. "Boss let the little thing go." The blonde with the grey eyes said. "Come on man, she is small as hell and your a giant. Chill out." The ginger with brown eyes said while chuckling a little. The guy that's currently holding me loosens he hold on my a little and I let out a sign. Worse mistake that I made. He tightens his hold on my arm and rip the sunglasses off my face. I ducked my face but not fast enough, he saw my eye. Shit. He lifts my chin while grabbing my arm to keep me still but i let out a little scream and bite my lip.
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