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Larka's/Your POV:
You woke up to the sound of your alarm going off which seemed impossibly loud to your sensitive ears which you flattened to your head to dull the noise. You sleepily reached over and turned off your alarm and dragged yourself out of bed. You slowly walked over to your closet and grabbed out your school uniform and got dressed hiding your ears under a pale blue bandana while your tail was hidden under your long skirt.
Opening the door you headed down the hall to the bathroom to finish getting ready for the day. Leaving the bathroom you caught wind of a fowl scent coming from somewhere downstairs. Suddenly worried for your father's safety you quickly made your way downstairs to where the scent was the strongest. Coming into sight of the dinning room you were greeted with the sight of your father lying on the cold tile floor curled up in pain with your mother standing over him holding the fire poker glowing red hot from the fireplace. The awful burning smell was so thick and strong in that room it made your noise burn and your stomach churn.
"Dad, are you o.k.?"(You)
"I'll live."(Bane)
"Oh, so your finally up then you little monster. If you had gotten up sooner I wouldn't have had to beat your demon of a father so badly, I could have taken my boredom out on you instead."(Sora)
You watched as your father tried to get up, just looking at him you could tell he was hurt bad. You could see nasty red burn marks covering his exposed skin and blood was running down his face forcing him to keep his left eye close, his ears were laying flat against his head the tips singed and his tail was lying still behind him at an unnatural angle. He was anything but o.k.
"You are not o.k. you're hurt bad you need to see a doctor." (You)
"He needs no such thing! And you get up off the floor you lazy good for nothing of a husband." (Sora)
You watched as your father once more tried to get up of the cold tile of the dinning room floor watching as his face tightened in pain, he made it to his knees before he stopped moving finding the pain to be too much to push past.
"Get up you or I'll show you the true meaning of pain and give you a reason to stay down. And you girl what are you still doing here? Don't just stand there get to school before I give you a reason to stay home like your pathetic father." (Sora)
When she turned to look at you, you quickly grabbed your bag and ran out the front door as if you where being chased by the hounds of hell. You ran all the way to school not stopping and not daring to look back incase your mom saw. As soon as you walked trough the school gates you felt a sense of ease come over you knowing that here you were safe from your mother for the time being.
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Edited: 7/1/11