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Chapter 1 - The Closet

"Crash!" the sound of the plate smashing onto the ground reverberated throughout the house. "Shit!" I mentally cussed. Even before I had time to react, there was a hard smack on the back of my head and I was on the floor. The fragments of the plate pierced my skin. I bit my lip to prevent myself from screaming. He wouldn't like that.

"You're useless! Just like your mother! Can't you do anything right?" he yelled as he kicked my abdomen. Another sharp pain. "I'm sorry daddy! I won't do it again!" I choked out which he replied with another kick to my face. My vision was blurring. "I'm not your father! I told you to call me sir!" his voice was now distant. "So, you like breaking my plates huh?" he said with an evil smirk. I didn't like where this was going. He grabbed more plates that I had just washed and dropped it on me one by one.

I shut my eyes and imagined myself in a happier place. Hopefully it will dull the pain. I saw myself back in the old times where laughter and joy filled my home. My mom was with us back then and my dad wasn't mean. We were the perfect family until she left us for some man she met on a business trip.

"No! Don't leave me in here!" I screeched as he yanked my arm and tossed me into the wretched closet like I'm some rag doll. "This is what you get for disobeying me!" he finished, with a laughter that made me shudder. After the door was shut, the little light that filtered through from underneath the door soon disappeared. He must have covered it with a cloth. This wasn't new to me at all. I was locked in here every time I made a mistake. Even for calling him daddy. I groaned as I felt the pain from his beatings. Hot liquid was seeping all over me. I remained on the floor letting the ache take over my body.

The closet was empty, completely black. It frightened me. The air was stagnant. Deafening silence rang across the dark. I was helpless. I couldn't do anything. Traitor tears rolled down my cheeks as I sniffled. I was a black hole in this stupid closet. Nothingness in a void of nothingness. All I could do now was wait. Wait for that monster to free me from this emptiness but what's the use? I'll only wish to be back in here again.

I remembered how my father would scare away monsters from my bedroom at night.

"Alright Bells, close your eyes and when I count to five, all the big scary monsters in your room will be gone." he said softly.

"Even the small ones daddy?" I asked.

"Yup. Even the small ones!"

Satisfied, I scrunched my eyes shut.

"One." Came a gentle whisper.

"Two." I held my breath.

"Three." My father was chuckling now.

"Four." I let a nervous giggle escape.

"Five!"

We both burst out laughing as he assaulted me with tickles. After we calmed down, he tucked me into bed and kissed my forehead.

"Goodnight my angel."

I missed him. I missed the man whom I once called daddy. I used to look up to him. He was my role model. I smiled slightly, reminiscing. Closing my eyes, "one…two…three…four.." my hoarse whisper sounded strangled. I squeezed my eyes tighter as more tears fell. "Five" I said a little more forcefully.

The silence hit me with a pang. It seemed louder and harsher than ever before. Not being able to stop myself anymore, I sobbed against the cool tile floor, letting all my emotions out. What had I expected? My father hugging me and telling me everything was going to be alright? I felt so dumb. Then I heard them. His footsteps. Could it be? Hope started to build inside of me. Did it work?

The door flew open. The light burnt my eyes but I quickly adjusted to it. There he stood. His face was contorted in utter rage while he grit his teeth. In his hands, he held a beer bottle.

"What did I say about crying?"

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