Espy is a girl who has never been shown love she has been abused by her drunk father and neglected by her own mother ever since she can remember scared to tell her mother who is lost in her own depression so she keeps quite as long as she can. moving from state to state once her secret gets out, her father is wanted for child abuse in 7 states. every time they move her father does a rehab session and thinks he is all better. Espy and her siblings are promised a new life, but that's just distant dream. Espy also has the burden of taking care of young Mackenzie, sweet Casey and watching over her older rebellious brother Allan. Espy has the hope for getting away from this stressful nightmare once she turns eighteen to live with the only person who listens to her , her grandmother, just four years to go until happiness is in her grasp, but everything changes when she moves to a small town called Falcon Valley. when she feels the absent feeling from her life love. Calen is a rugged bad boy that hates school and runs with a terrible crowd, until he meets Espy. He finds him self falling in love with her, more and more as they grow closer. all he wants is to care for her but she wont give him the time of day because josh is the apple of her eye he is a beautiful jock who's smooth with the ladies and has poor innocent Espy wrapped around his finger. Espy pushes Calen away as She pulls Josh close.
What it means to be alive.
I saw it out of the corner of my eye. His big greasy right hand coming at me full speed. "SMACK!" Dish soap and water went everywhere. As I fell to the floor of our new kitchen in our new house meant for a new life, I realized nothing had changed.
It has started, the fight is going to go on all night.
My vision blurred as I stood up in front of my drunk father and watched his every move, making sure I would know when the next strike was going to hit. Trying to protect myself from the monster, I ran as fast as I could with my head pounding, I escaped into my mothers room, hoping she was awake to save me from him.
"Espy! She is not awake, she will not wake until morning". His voice boomed as he walked up the stairs laughing. I noticed the pill bottles on her dresser, sleeping pills, antidepressant.
"Crap". I whispered as I opened the door hoping to make a fast escape to my brothers new room. I am too slow, too weak. He picked me up with both hands shoving me against the wall, hitting my head making the head ache worst if possible. I let out a the loudest scream I could, trying to be louder than my brother's rock music blasting in his room. I guess I was.
The Next minute Allan came flying out of his room he saw what's going on. "Let go of her" he Said in a stern voice he walked towards us. I closed me eyes, I didn't want to see the next punch. I felt my fathers hands let go of my arms I slowly slid down the wall to weak to stand to scared to look.
THUD! At this point I was not sure who hit who but I was sure some one fell on the floor, I didn't want to look even if I did my vision is so blurry from all the tears, that I wouldn't be able to see much of what happened anyways.
I curled up in a ball and covered my face. I waited two or three minutes then raised my head to see the battle field around me. It was quite, too quite. my father was laying in the hall way face down, Allan was standing there life less looking at me with his big green eyes full of fear.
He swallowed it away "get in your room, I don't want to have to save you again" he walked into his room shut the door and cranked up the guitar solo.
I scrambled to my feet, rubbing my eyes I made it to my new room a sigh of relief as I curled up in my blankets.
At this point I would cry and feel helpless, I remember when I wouldn't sleep for days because I was so scared he would come back for more beatings. Allan use to protect me more when we were younger but as we get older he is getting more and more fete up with our father. I wish it would just go away but I have noticed its nights like this when I am lucky To even be alive. This is a night Allan has a heart lately he's been missing.
I pulled out a photo of me last year with grand in Cali. My grandmas gray locks still had strips of dark velvet red mixed into her gray. I am glad that me and my grandmother look so alike. We both have curly, lustrous, velvet red hair with a natural highlight of brown. always kept long, are face is sprinkled with light brown spots both have a fair complexion that glows with a hint of pink on are pale white skin, but what we share that I love the most is I have her striking almond shaped emerald green eyes that always seemed to glow in the warm sun light. I dozed off thinking of my favorite person in the world. Slipping into the dreamy happiness of a day with out pain.