Chapter 1:

The Belt

October sighed as she heard another glass object smash into the wall. This happened every night. Her parents would start to argue then the argument would turn into a small fistfight then the fistfight would turn into a fight with any harmful object available. What was the argument about this time? She didn't know. It was probably something stupid, it was always something stupid.

SMASH

Something else hit the wall and shatter to a million tiny pieces on the floor. Most likely it was a glass cup or maybe one of those nice vases she wasn't sure. Usually October would sneak out when her parents began to fight but tonight she couldn't. Tonight her father had tied her to the bed. He had caught her sneaking out last night and to say he was angry was an understatement, he was pissed!. He tied her to the bed and beat her with his belt. Nasty red marks stained her stomach and still she was tied to her bed. How many times has her father beat her like this? To many times to count. Ever since she was what? Twelve? She was fifteen now and it was still going on.

A scream erupted through out the house. It was her mother scream and she feared what her father had done. He had hit her mother before and she feared he might have hit her again. After the scream there was total silence. Was her mother dead? She could hear footsteps walking up the stairs and into the hall. The dreaded footsteps stopped at her door and she knew it was her father. The door creaked as he walked into her tiny bedroom.

"Hello dearest October" He taunted

October glared at him with hate in her eyes and he just smiled at her.

"Now that I've shut you mother up I can get back to you" He smirked a smirk so full of evil she wanted to cry. But she refused to give him the satisfaction. "Will you be a good girl if I untie you?" He asked running he cursed had over her bare battered stomach. He smiled as she winced in pain.

October glared daggers at him silently wishing his death. "Go to hell" She spat at him

"Your only making this harder on yourself" her father said as he pulled off his belt and in a flash brought it down on her bare skin with such force.

October's agonizing scream filled the house as the leather belt was brought down on her already battered and bruised stomach. Charlie her father brought the belt down on her again and again and each time she screamed in pain and agony. As he brought the belt down on her one last time she screamed something that made his blood boil.

"BASTARD!!!!!"