A loud, piercing scream woke the girl up. She blinked a few times, but when no more noises were made she decided it was just her dream. She shut her eyes, burrowing her head into the pillow.

A man's bellow of rage made her sit straight up.

The girl held her breath and slid out of bed, trying to make as little noise as possible. She crept across the floor, dodging her toys and kneeling down by her door. She opened it a crack, putting her eye to the gap.

A tall man with short dark hair, and a dark goatee was pacing the living room of the holiday villa. Her father. He was bellowing at a woman, laid on the ground as if she had just been thrown there. A woman with large grey eyes, long red hair and lovely red lips. A beautiful woman, cowering in fear, sheltering her face.

The girl's mother.

Her father suddenly threw a vase at her mother, making her scream in fright again and the girl gasp behind the door. She quickly covered her mouth, not wishing to leave this terrifying spectacle.

"Ben, please stop! You'll wake Felicity, she's probably terrified!" Pleaded the girl's mother, large round tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I don't care Julia! I want the truth! Did you? Did you?" He bellowed, kicking a coffee table across the room where it shattered on the far wall.

"Please just calm down. We can talk about this in the morning, please just think of Felicity-"

"NO! We're going to talk about this now. And it doesn't matter if Felicity hears because she'll find out how her mother is a cheating, lying little bitch!" Her father grabbed her mother by the front of her blue dress, shaking her violently. The woman hung from his hands and grabbed his hands, trying desperately to get them to drop her.

"Tell me the truth!" His voice shook and the girl realised he was crying. He slammed her mother into a wall and she screamed again. "Just tell me the truth. Please Julia, tell me!"

She breathed in , her voice shaking for a couple of seconds, still pinned against the wall.

"Fine Ben. I slept with him a couple of times. Can you let me down now?"

He responded by putting a hand to her throat and pushing her further into the wall.

"How long did you see him?" He hissed, tears still falling from his eyes. "Was it serious?"

"No, no! It was just a silly little thing, just a few weeks. Nothing important I swear!"

"You're lying again!" He slammed her into the wall again. "I found the song words, I found the letters and I found the pictures!"

"Ben, I swear it wasn't anything-"

"You were going to leave me for him! You were going to run away with a silly little boy musician and leave your daughter with your mother! You were going to run out on me for what? Love? I love you more than life itself Julia. Why were you going to run away with someone who'd only leave you after he'd had enough? I adore you. I worship you. Why?"

Her mother stopped crying and suddenly looked angry, spiteful.

"I would leave you because you adore me Ben! You don't see me as a person, you see me as beauty. You see my face. You don't love me for a person, you love me for what I look like. What was that you used to say? That I was the very essence of perfection? That's why you ever wanted to be with me, because I was your view of perfection! Because you saw my shoots and you thought that I was an object. That's why I never loved you! He loved me for who I am. Still loves me. I only dumped him so I could get the best for my daughter by marrying you! I don't love you Ben, I love him!" She screamed, kicking out at her husband.

Him in his shock dropped her. Her mother rubbed at her neck than ran to the door where the girl was kneeling.

"I'm taking Felicity and I'm going back to him. Expect a divorce and the police in the next few days!" She shouted triumphantly and grabbed the door.

"Mummy no!" Screamed the girl.

Behind her mother, her father had picked up a table leg and swung at her head. Her other's eyes widened in surprise, and as if in slow motion, her legs crumpled and she collapsed onto the floor, dark red blood spilling onto the white carpet.

Her father dropped the table leg, and dropped to his knees as if in a daze. He started crying harder, sobs shaking his body.

"Julia…now your beauty will never fade." He wept, stroking the wound on the back of her head.

The girl started horrified. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She felt as if she'd been struck dumb.

Her father was still weeping, looking at his bloodied hands.

Then her mother sat up.

Both father and daughter stared in shock at her. But father gained his senses quickly.

He grabbed a plastic bag that had been under the coffee table and rammed it over her head, pulling it tight.

Her mother screamed and tried to struggle, but she had lost a lot of blood. Too much to fight back.

She clawed at the bag, but her father held it tighter.

She screamed, her face leaving an imprint in the plastic bag.

A screaming mouth in a plastic womb.

The girl closed the door quietly. She sat against the door, shaking.

She must have fallen asleep there, because when she woke up, Californian sunlight was streaming through the window in her room. She stood up stiffly, and put an ear to the door. She couldn't hear anything outside so she gingerly opened the door.

The room was just how it was last night. The mess looked worse in light of day; furniture ripped and broken, cracks in the walls and a large pool of blood in the carpet. Dark red. The colour of her mother's hair.

But her mother wasn't here anymore. Neither was her father.

She had to tell someone.

a/n: i just thought up of this, and it's a leetle different from most.

anyway, R&R ive got tons of the story.

the secret identity of mother's lover will not be revealed for a few chappies, until Felicity knows.

and yesturday, on the 22nd, i went on to a McFly singing and actully met Harry and Tom.

yesturday was the greatest day of my life.

tom was actully unexpectedly tiny and poorly lol.

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