Disclaimer – if I owned it I wouldn't be here.
The world isn't pretty and its not fair, there is always black and white and but thrown in whirlwinds of reality everything is just a shade of gray.
'shit shit shit' I was hidden under my bed but I knew that it would only prolong the inevitable. I knew because this wasn't the first time and I had long since stopped trying to delude myself that it would be the last.
I could hear his heavy foot steps getting closer, the sound of him stumbling into the wall, my door opening. The growl when he didn't immediately find me then the sound of some bottle of what ever he had been drinking smashing against the wall above me. I could feel the drink soaking into my night shirt and the few glass shards that made in through the crack between the wall and bed coat my hair and side.
"get out 'ere ya little fuck" I watched as he fell to his knees and started to shake when I saw his face. The gleam of his eyes and the smile of pure pleasure caused a whimper to escape, he just laughed and reached under the bed as I tried to squeeze myself flatter against the wall. He grabbed my ankle and dragged me out my nails scrapping on the floor, tears running down my face.
