Hey guys, I had the urge to write a story. And so here's the first chapter. I hope you guys like it. If you don't, I won't continue. I seriously won't. So PLEASE review so that I know if you want me to keep going with it or not. REVIEW!! Oh, and ENJOY!!
It hurts so much. I just want the pain to stop. I want him to stop. I keep crying out for him to stop this torture, but the more I cry out in pain, the harder he does it.
Jeb, my own father, was attacking me, both mentally and physically. He had pushed me down the stairs a few minutes ago.
And when I didn't get up right away, he ran down after me and started kicking me until I stood. Then, he started to punch me, kick me, elbow me, anything he could think of that inflicted pain.
I'm surprised the neighbors hadn't heard and came running to see what was going on.
On the other hand, they were probably listening to my screams for help right this minute, but decided to not do anything about it. That's how it usually went.
One time a couple of years ago, a neighbor heard mine and my sisters' screams and came to our rescue. After we got out of the hospital, we found out that they had moved away in a hurry. Jeb told us it was because they got a job transfer.
I highly doubt that it was a job transfer. He probably threatened them. Told them that if they didn't leave, they would get hurt. They probably ran for their lives. I don't blame them. I might have done the exact same thing.
Normally, my mom comes to my rescue, but she isn't home. Her, Ella, and Angel all went to the mall. I hate going to the mall, so I stayed home.
The last I knew, Gazzy was at a friend's house. That meant that it was just Jeb and I in the house all alone.
I was now on the ground, with blood, my blood, pooling around my broken body. He was still beating me. He said that it was my fault that our bills were too high and that we couldn't afford them. He said that it was my fault that his marriage was on the rocks.
Everything was either my fault, Angel's fault, Gazzy's or Ella's fault. Sometimes it was all of us who were to blame, but that was rare.
I sucked myself into my own little world, trying to block out the pain. It was the only way I knew how to survive. I was holding onto a thread, a very thin one. I needed someone to rescue me from this insanity.
Who knew how long I would last. But just as I was about to let go and let myself slip into unconsciousness, I heard a strange voice yell and then the beatings stopped. The pain stopped.
A few seconds later, I felt a strong pair of hands wrap themselves underneath my body and lift me up. I faintly heard someone say, "It'll be okay. We're taking you to the hospital now. It'll be okay." I tried to tell them not to. That if they did, their life would be in danger, but before I could, I slipped into unconsciousness.
Yes, I know...VERY short chapter. But I felt that it was a good place to stop. So, ill start on Chapter 2, but I won't post it until I hear what you guys think. Seriously, I need to know what you want! I need suggestions, theories, what you think is going to happen next..anything...just give me SOMETHING!!! REVIEW PLEASE AND THANK YOU!! A happy writer makes for a better story and the more reviews, the happier the writer!!! REVIEW!! =D