The door slams shaking the house, and I knew a voice I would hear next was not gonna be a good memory, "Oh Ally! You wanna come down sweetie?" said a drunken no good father. I close my eyes tight trying to wake up from this nightmare I'm living. I open my eyes to find no change. I begin to shake and my palms are sweaty. I don't want to go downstairs, but I know the longer I wait the more of a beat up I'll get. I take a shaky inhale and I'm too afraid to exhale as I open the door to reveal the stairs leading to my doom. I breathe in and out slowly as I walk down the wooden stairs. "Lester no! Please!" Penny begs. Bam! Another punch across her face; her scared face was bruised and cut up. She was bleeding on her legs, stomach, and face. Her tears probably were burning her cuts as they streamed down her face. "Don't talk to me woman!" Lester yelled. "There's no use into begging for your life, when its gonna end soon." He whispered softly in her ear. Penny took a deep breath, "Lester just calm down. You don't want to kill me." Lester said nothing and grabbed her shoulder and put it behind her back. She grimaced in pain, "Remember when we first met?" She laughed softly, "You were ready for your date outside the café in California and I came along and you decided to date me instead of her." She smiled sadly. Then you hear a crack. Penny screamed bloody murder and Lester laughed as he twisted her broken arm. He pushed her to the tip of the stairs. "Any last words?" He asked. "Take care of Allyson." He pushed Penny down the stairs and she hit her temple on the edge of a step and bleeded out. And there the door behind Lester stood a 6 year old me watching the whole thing.
I blinked away a few tears as I reached the last step. That's the worst nightmare I will ever have. I look up to face Lester. "Hello dear," he smiled. His voice made me get cold shutters down my body. He circled me, eyed my up and down. He grabbed my brown locks and tossed it to one side. It made my hairs stick up. I stepped away from him. "Get off." I said coldly. He smiled delightfully. "Now now Allyson, manners." He stumbles into the kitchen and gets some scotch. He plops on the couch. He pats the open space next to him. I stood up and shook my head. The smile on his face faded in about 2 seconds. He popped up out of the couch. He leaned over me, and I smelled alcohol all over him. "Come again?" He asked. I practically heard my heart pounding out of my chest. "I-I said, no," I said shakily. He smiled and then all of a sudden I was on the floor and I could only see through one eye. A tear came out of my swollen eye and i sucked back the rest. This was just a routine, every day. It was just a fun game to him, and i was forced to play it.
I struggle to get up and when I do I was greeted by another blow. I licked my lips and tasted blood. Then I was grabbed by my hair and I screamed out in pain. He covered my mouth and shushed me. "You done yet?" He asked. That was the question. I've been asking that question to Lester, to the kids at school, to the universe. You done putting me through hell? You done hurting me? Are you done? But what this question to Lester meant are you done throwing a "fit?" However this question for me this question asked if I was done with the world's bullshit. You don't even have to know me to know the answer to that.
I nodded, and i felt really proud of what I was going to do next. Lester's eyes went big, but it was soon replaced with a successful smile. "Well then come on dear. It took you long enough to understand me." He said and ushered me toward the couch. I grabbed his arm and slightly turned him toward me. "First i just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry.." I said. Lester smiled. I wouldn't smile so soon jackass...
Before he said anything, i punched him right in the nose. I felt his nose bone broke under my knuckles, and man that felt good! "Sorry I didn't punch you sooner!" I said. He grabbed his nose and popped it back into place and I forced a shiver down as I bolted upstairs to my room. I locked the door and ran my eyes everywhere. I heard loud steps stomping upstairs. My eyes landed on my dresser, so I ran to it, grabbed it sides and pushed it up against my door. I jumped as Lester tried to open the door. I leaned back on my bed. I was so happy, but I was scared out of my mind. Don't get me wrong, I loved the fact that i broken Lester's nose, but I had never done this before. i had never hurt Lester or ran away. I usually just go with it and get beaten up. So this was WAY out of routine, and I loved. However i knew that the next time he wanted a beating it would be worse than ever. There wouldn't even be a conversation; it would be just fist to face.
I just realized how quiet it was, and that made me freak out even more inside. I slowly walked toward the door scared as if he'll jump out of the lock. I put my ear to the door when Lester tried to knock the door down which only made my room shake and made me jump back on my bed scared to death he actually did come through the lock. "I'll see you tomorrow Allyson, and we'll finish this later." A sigh of relief came over me; i was so happy that my beating would be cut short and that i only got a few bruises and cuts. Although, I wasn't looking forward tomorrow, that will be hell.
I get up and go to my bathroom. Being abused for 11 years will defiantly put in you survival mode. I reached down to the bottom cabinet and pulled out an ice pack and some bandages. I strapped the ice pack to my swollen eye and I bandaged my cuts. I sigh and look up in the mirror. My hair was in a curly mess, I was sweaty, and my today's makeup is smeared. After a few minutes, I jumped in the shower, got dressed, dried my hair, and went to bed. I closed my eyes and hoped that tonight would be the night I wouldn't have a nightmare.
Okay that was the first chapter! Its a little short so next chapter I will try make it longer. No Austin in this chapter, but in the next chapter he will. I hope I got you guys intrigued and I hope you guys like it so far. Review! ~Laura~