YOU'RE POV
It started to rain but I sat there trying to sort everything out in my hectic mind but all I could do, was stare at nothing while letting tears trickling down my face. I stood up and walked numbly home not letting the rain affect my dazed like state. For the first time in years I walked into the house not terrified about would happen to me, I didn't run to my room I didn't see the point anymore, I had nothing to live for now but the thing that nagged at the back of my mind was that I knew that he would leave me. Everyone that I love does, sighing I saw my dad sitting at the bottom of the stairs smiling evilly at me with a bat in his hand. It didn't faze me, I just stared at him with blank eyes; at this point nothing would so I kept my emotionless face on. I was thrown to the floor by my hair but I only felt numb. Blinking I saw him swing at me again and again I only felt numb, after about an hour I could tell that he was getting pissed off with the result so he walked away bored to the TV turning it to sports. This continued for a week, I missed school not feeling like going out anywhere, some times I wondered why I should even get out of bed any more, to only get beaten, make my fathers meals, get beaten some more, fall unconscious and then wake up the morning for it to repeat it's self over and over every day.
Another week has passed and I just can't handle this anymore, I need to talk to some one so after making my fathers dinner and not have it being through at the wall or me as he would demand something else, I sneaked into the hallway to the phone while my father ate.
"Hello"
"Hi Emma" I whispered in my emotionless voice that seemed to have taken my normal voice.
"Abby?"
"Yes, Emma I need someone to talk to" I whispered not wanting daddy to hear me.
"Sorry Abby but I'm busy" I was shocked I mean weren't we friends? I knew that she liked him but she has always been there for me in the past and I was always there for her when she had a problem with a boyfriend whom I liked.
"But Emma I need you" I begged, she really didn't know just how much I needed some one at the minute. Talking to her I never really noticed just how lonely I felt until I started talking to her.
"Sorry, look why don't you call that guy I took to the mall… was him name e… something" she said back.
"Embry"
"Yeah him"
"But you're my friend Emma and I don't even know him properly" I argued back.
"Look Abby, I'm sorry about everything ok, I'm sorry about the way I treated you. But I just can't come today"
"Ok" I sighed in defeat
"Right so his number is... He wanted me to give it to you anyway"
"Ok thank Emma"
"Its ok I'll came around tomorrow bye"
"Ok bye" I punched in the numbers into my phone and let it ring, at the third ring someone answered.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is Embry there?" I asked unsure if I should be doing this, maybe I should just suck it up and get over myself.
"No, I'm Jacob, just a minute I'll go get him" As I waited I heard Jacob shout at Embry that someone was on the phone for him.
"Hello?"
"Hi, it's me Abby from when you went on that kind of date with Emma"
"Hey Abby, what's wrong." He asked concerned and worried, I took a deep breath and looked around the corner to see that I still had some time left before I would get caught.
"Well"
"He didn't hurt you did he?" he stated before I could finish my sentence.
"Well not physically, but emotionally yes"
"Ok I'll be right over" I was about to tell him not to but I sighed and told him my address then hung up after voicing a goodbye. I sneaked back into the kitchen standing in the corner where I was meant to stay, watching my father eat. Once he was finished he grunted standing up, walking past he punched me in the stomach making me crumple to the floor. He muttered 'bitch' under his breath and walked into the living room to pass out on the sofa.
I dragged myself upstairs and into the bathroom to try and make myself more presentable, standing in front of the mirror I studied myself. My brown hair was all knotty and looked dull, my blue eyes looked dead and hollow, I had dried eyeliner all down my face and my clothes were wrinkly and smelled a little. I couldn't believe that I had let myself go like this so stripping off I stepped into the shower, I just stood there letting the water pelt my skin. After a few minutes I grabbed my passion fruit shampoo, cleaning my hair. Walking out of the shower not feeling the bruises rub or bump against anything, I didn't feel any pain at all I felt was the numbness. I dried myself off then chucked on a pair of pyjama pants and a tank top.
At hearing the doorbell ring through out the house, I walked to the front door opening it I was pulled into a warm tight hug. I flinched a little not bothering if he notices but I guess he did. He pulled away, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the living room after shutting the front door for me.
"Hi" I whispered in an emotionless voice. Looking down at my passed out drunken father on sleeping on the ugly green sofa we owned.
"Abby, he left you didn't he?" I didn't reply I just looked at the floor. He cupped my chin making me face him. He studied me, just like I had just moments in the bathroom. He growled quietly but I just ignored it.
"Who hit you?" he asked shaking, tightening his fists in to a ball.
"My dad" the words slipped from my lips before I realised what I had said.
"That's it I'm taking you away from here your going to live with me" I tried to smile but failed, nodding my head we walked up to my room. I packed two bags full of my stuff; Embry grabbed them out of my hands and walked down stairs with me behind him. He threw my bags into the back of his car and once we were both in he drove away. We arrived at what I assumed was his house; he opened my door and lifted me out. He shut the door with his foot as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Mum?" he asked as soon as he opened the door.
"What?" a motherly voice answered.
"Can Abby say here for a while?" as soon as the words had slipped out of his mouth his mother walked into the room with a grin on her face.
"Ok, but no funny business you two" Embry blushed and I cracked a very small smile.
"Embry, can I talk to you for a minute?" Nodding his head he set me down on the sofa and felt the room with his mum.
