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Chapter 2 - Something Different

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The next morning, I woke up and got ready for school as quiet as I could. I was not about to wake my dad up; I knew what he would do if I did. I decided that I would just put on some clothes, do my makeup, and get the hell out of there.

Right as I was tip-toeing my way out the door, I heard my dad walking out from his room.

"Shit." I said under my breath. I quickly opened the door to try to escape. . .

"Emily."

He had known I was up. Hell, he probably set his alarm just to get up before I left. . . I turned around and tried to swallow the lump that was forming in my throat.

"Yeah Dad?" I tried to keep the terror out of my voice. I couldn't let him know that I was scared; if he knew that, then he will have gotten his way. He would be able to do anything he wanted with me!

"Leaving early today, honey?"

"Oh, uh, me and Jen were planning on meeting at her place before school to study. We have a test today. . ."

I hoped to hell that he would buy my story, because if he got pissed, everything would just be even worse. I didn't want him to start hitting me.

"You're going to study for an hour?"

He wasn't buying it. I mean you can't really blame him, sense when did I ever study?

"What?"

It's quarter to six; your school doesn't start until seven. You don't need to study for a whole hour do you?"

He started walking towards me. . .

"Yeah, Dad, it's a really hard test."

"You can be late"

I wanted to scream, run away, anything. . . this is how it always started. He'd get that glazed look in his eyes, he'd start trying to soft-talk me, he'd start to walk closer. . .

"Dad, please don't - "

"Emily, don't start with me. Now come here."

I felt like throwing up. I wanted to run; I needed to just run away, but I was just too scared to move.

"Come here!"

He was pissed off now. That's great; just great.

His sudden outburst broke my trance, and I willed my legs to walk towards him. He was staring at me like I was some dog that he could just command to do anything he wanted it to do. God how I just wanted to slap him, but of course I didn't. I never had that kind of willpower.

I was finally standing face-to-face with him, trying desperately not to cry, when he put his arm around my neck and tried to kiss me. He tried, alright, but as soon as I knew what he was doing, I turned my head.

Like I've said before, I don't know why I even try anymore; I know he will always win, because as I turned my head, he grabbed at my chin, jerked it so that I was facing him again, and he slapped me straight across the face.

"You know how this goes Emily. You're just making it harder than it has to be."

I knew he was right. The more I tried to fight him, the worse he would make things.

"Emily, your mom's gone, so I thought we'd try something different today. Don't worry, it'll be fun."

I about had a heart attack when I heard him say that. I knew what he was going to do, and no one was there to stop him.

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TBC