Water And Ice

Chapter 1 Jaded Ice

I winced as I heard the sound of my old man`s fist slam into my ma`s face, knocking her backwards.

I was hiding under the table. I know, real tuff, but when your drunk-as-a-skunk old man is in really violent mood, it`s really scary. I`m ten almost eleven years old, and all I can do is crawl under the table and cry as I listen to him beat my ma till she`s near dead.

His drunken laughter rang through the house and a mixture of anger and hopelessness surged though me. I wiggled out and stood up, trembling a I saw him slap her, hard.

My old man cussed her out so awful, even with livin in Mew York all my life, I felt myself get all red. My ma started bawlin` as he swung his fist back.

"Stop," I yelled. "Goddammit, stop it,please!" I grabbed his arm to stop it. He jerked away from me and slammed his fist into my nose. You hear the bone crack and blood was drippin` down my face onto my shirt but I hardly noticed. Broken nose were something that happened around here.

He grinned at me, obviously please at the damage he`d done. "Now, now, Dallas." My ol` man said in a mocking voice. "that`s no way to talk to your elders, is it?"

He grabbed my ma and twisted her arm behind her back. "Am I right, Melanie?" Her eyes were wide, terrified as my ol` man glared at her. Ma slowly nodded, choking back sobs.

Then my old man flicked out a blade.

"No," I whispered. "Please Daddy, no, no,no." I hadn`t called him Daddy since I was three.

"Why?" He smirked. "Wanna go first?"

I felt something heavy knock me over before I blacked out.

I know, a bit short, but this is just kind of the build up for what`ll happen next. You`ll see. Oh, and by the way, please try to vote on my newest poll.