Please Read. Ok before you bite my head of, yes I do know I said I was going to start Black Roses but I had major writers block, so I started this one. Anyway please read this story. Oh and this chapter is from Raven's (Rachel's) POV but some chapters might be different. Tell me what you think of the idea.
Disclaimer: Watch the credits at the end, do you see my name? Didn't think so.
My name is Rachel, I'm a 15 your old girl. As for my life that isn't normal. To start I have a demon farther. I know what your thinking and yes I am half demon. But that's not all, I'm not just a person I'm a portal. A portal for my farther. Over the years my life has changed a lot. Learning I have powers and controlling them.
One night my life changed ever so much.
I came home from school. Feeling down in the dumps. Everyone hated me; I was this creepy Goth girl that sat on her own. It's not my fault no one wants to talk to me anyway. But I was so fed up today, stuck up cheerleader Lola Rose had been calling me names ever since I started at Gothem High School 3 years ago. But of course, today she chucked my drink over me and said I had wet myself. I hated her so much that I forgot no one else in the school had powers like me, and I forgot they were controlled by my emotions. I bet you can guess what happened next, yes I blew the gym up. (Bad idea) I should have slapped her. Anyway I was sure I was going to get expelled, plus my parents would be so mad. Well my Mum might not be she never liked that school. But I knew my Dad would be. My heart was beating fast under my black long sleeved t-shirt. As I ran home. My backpack bouncing up and down.
I was late, and not just by 10 minutes by 3 whole hours. I had to go to the head teachers office for ages while he went on and on about boring stuff. I reached my house and pulled the pink jacket out of my blue bag. My dad didn't like to see me in black the jacket was his present for this birthday. I hated it more than any of the other clothes he had brought me. My mum knew I liked black so she would take me shopping when dad was out of town. All of those clothes were hid in the back of my wardrobe. But I wore the jacket anyway, I didn't want Dad to get mad, I don't like to say it but he scares me a lot.
I turned the key in the lock of our front door. My chest was becoming tight and it was hard to breath, calm down I told myself. Opening the door I chucked my backpack in the hall. Good aim it landed right on the stairs.
"Rachel is that you?" I heard I voice call from the kitchen.
"Y…Yes" I said walking to where the voice came from. I started to relax the voice was my mums, my dad might never know I was late, then again…
"Ah, good I was worrying, where have you been?" Mum asked
"Err…Spanish class" I said the cursing myself under my breath, that was a big fat lie and I knew Mum knew it was.
"Since when do you have Spanish class for 3 hours?" Mum asked walking towards me. "Your fibbing Rachel, I know you are"
"Okay, I am, I'll tell you, but you can't tell Dad" I said
Mum nodded, but then shook her head. "Quick upstairs, he's home, and your not changed"
Then it hit me I was still dressed in black from head to toe (almost).
Running upstairs I grasped my school bag. I ran in to my room, it was a 5 year olds dreamland but my nightmare. With pink fluffy rugs but I did like the feel of them on my feet.
I striped of my black clothes and pulled on the white summer dress Dad had brought me. Pulling my homework out of my bag I sat down at my white desk. Then I remembered my clothes were still on the floor. I chucked them in the back of my wardrobe and sat back down.
I was about to start my homework but I heard the front door open and I froze in my seat. He was home. Relax I told myself. Every thing is going to be fine. I knew it wasn't when I heard the door slam shut and my fathers voice scream my name.
"RACHEL, GET DOWN HERE NOW"!
I stood up knocking my chair over; I slowly walked to the stairs and took tiny steps down them.
"We don't have all day Rachel, come on" Dad said breathing slowly.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and sighed deeply. Mum walked up to Dad.
"Dear, Dinner's ready" she said putting on her little girly voice she used in front of Dad but I knew inside she was dark like me.
"Good, I'm starving" Dad said barging of to the kitchen.
I sighed again and Mum put her hand on my shoulder. "It's ok Rach, it is" she said but she didn't sound sure.
When Dad got even a little angry he could lash out. His mood could change so fast, that what made him scary. Dad had already done time for lashing out at this man and the pub. Poor guy, he only asked Mum how she was doing. I don't know why but Dad was always going on about Mum having these other boy friends, he asked her over and over. He hit her and shoved her. She often had a cut or two after though. Dad even asked me and I replied the truth.
"No, Dad you know Mum only has eyes for you"Dad wasn't having any of it. He hadn't hit me yet but sometimes I was sure he out to.
"Rachel" I heard a voice call, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Earth to Rachel"
"Huh, oh yeah" I said.
"Come on your dinner will get cold" Mum laughed walking to the kitchen.
I followed her.
At DinnerDinner was nothing fancy, but even if it was I wouldn't be able to eat it. I was scared. Scared of my farther.
No one had said a word yet.
"So Rachel" My farther said breaking the silence. "Care to tell us why you were late home today?"
I looked at my Mum she had rung him.
"Err," I said still looking at my Mum. I must have had a helpless face on because Mum started talking.
"Trigon, its okay she's home now that's all the matters"
"No Angela" (A.N. That's what I'm going to call Rachel's mum) "It's not okay I want to know the truth, Why Rachel"
"Trigon Dear, leave her be, I'll clean up hey" Mum said. Dad sighed and looked away for a few seconds.
"Thanks" I mouthed at Mum; she just nodded and walked over to the sink
"Rachel, Tell me NOW" Dad said shouting the last bit.
I could feel myself shaking in my seat; I just stayed sat and silent.
"Cat got your tongue Rachel, I order you to tell me where you were" Dad said walking over to my seat.
I felt anger fill me up inside that was the problem with my Dad; he thinks he owns everything and everyone. Well he didn't own me not anymore.
I stood up, we were standing only about 10 cm apart. "You want to know why?" I asked. Which seemed stupid, he had asked me why 3 times so far.
Dad just stared at me. Mum walked over picking up plates and going to wash them.
I was filled to the top with anger, more than I had ever been with Lola Rose. Dad didn't own me, he didn't own Mum. I hated him.
"Well Rachel I'm waiting, WHY?" Dad said again shouting.
That was it, anger started to flow through me like it had got into my blood stream. "BECAUSE OF YOU, YOUR ALWAYS SHOUTING AND HITTING AND PUSHING, YOU DON'T OWN ME, YOU DON'T OWN MUM, AND I HAVE SOMETHING TO ASK YOU, WHY CANT YOU JUST BE LIKE A NORMAL DAD?" I was shocked at how much I could scream.
Dad looked like I had just slapped him with a fish. "Right you listen here missy" Dad said calmly.
I felt like shouting again there he was bossing we around. " NO, I SICK OF LISTENING YOU LISTEN FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE" (A.N. It's meant to be Me not we there sorry about that)
"WHY YOU LITTLE" Dad shouted he stepped forward and slapped my hard on the cheek. I felt myself falling backwards, and then hitting the ground.
I could just about see Mum and Dad. Mum scratching him with her nails. He punched her in the face and I heard her fall on the ground next to me.
I was angry again, and I couldn't help myself. As dad walked out I whispered the spell I knew of by heart that controlled my powers.
"Azarath Metriom Zinthos"
"No Rachel don't" I heard my Mum say.
Mum must have heard me. I wanted to bring the house down on him, on us.
I sat up and looked to my right. There was Mum her nose was bleeding a little, just a little but there was still blood.
"Rachel, are you ok pet, lets look at you" Mum said moving towards me.
I moved away, "I'm fine, he hit you harder"
"Yeah" she replied, her voice was dry.
It was silent for a minute or so, until we heard this crash. The table had just clasped. I knew I had done it to.
Mum laughed a little and then went all quite.
I stayed silent.
I watched as she wiped her nose and stood up. "Rachel get upstairs and pack a bag" she said in her do it now miss voice.
I knew I shouldn't ask why but I had to. "Why?"
Mum pulled me up "Because were running away that's why"
Ok Chapter 1 done. I could have made the fighting a little better but err…Please Review and tell me what you think about the chapter and the POV changing.