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randomkitty101-Zara is going to be seven and Dick is twenty. Zara has short black hair, sky blue eyes, and is a little short for her age.
I walked in the door and winced when I heard it slam behind me. There was nothing to do about it now. I had managed to pull off the quad like ten more times before Ms. Christy made me leave. My muscles ached, but it had distracted me from the promise Richard had made.
I heard her and dad talking to each other. I sighed in relief. She never hurt me when dad was home. I set my gym bag by the door and walked into the kitchen, where dad and her were currently conversing. I grabbed a bag of crackers to eat. I heard the phone ring, and silently prayed it wasn't Richard. If he was calling my house, he really had no idea of how to help me. Then again, I didn't know how to help me either.
Dad stood to pick up the phone. He greeted who ever was on the line, and then he slowly became angry. He wasn't glaring at me, as he would if it was my teacher calling to tell him I had been doing dangerous stunts, he was glaring at her, which actually scared me more, since she was glaring right back. I sank into the deepening shadows in the small space between the dishwasher and the cabinet next to it. I hadn't been close enough to use it that morning, but with what seemed like a nuclear war about to happen, I was glad I was now.
Dad hung up the phone with a curt, "I'll deal with it." He glared at mom and demanded, "Have you been abusing our daughter?"
She glared back and retorted, "What if I have? Your too weak to do anything about it. You can't even stand up to your push over boss."
I plugged my ears then, but I couldn't tear my eyes from the scene. They were yelling at each other, and then suddenly she had a knife in her hand. What seemed like an instant later, the knife was sticking out of dad's chest. I had to practically gag myself to keep from screaming. If I did that I would definitely suffer the same fate.
She grabbed me from my hiding place and dragged me out the door. I was stuffed in the back seat of the car. I didn't know where she planned on taking us, but I knew I wouldn't like it.
