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Chapter twenty-nine
Abby's POV
It had been two weeks since mum had passed; I spent most of my time in my room now; just crying. She meant everything to me; she was all I had really. My father is an abusive cunt who loves to beat me senseless, if it hurts me then he's all for it. He's even tried to use me to gain stronger links in his contracts – i.e. he's tried to whore me off to these businessmen's sons. I have never gone through with it, even when he beat me to get me to. I had an excuse then, I could easily have just told him that I was bruised and they wouldn't appreciate it, not to mention that I was only 13. He would buy it every time, so when a business function came up; he didn't hit me but instead encouraged me to go shag the businessman's lad – no matter what age he is.
I still never gave myself up until last week, I was just so down and upset that I needed something to get me through all this pain. So one night last week I gave my virginity to a boy called Nick who's 15. When I told him about my virginity he didn't laugh at me, he didn't judge me. He was just gentle and sweet with me, kept making sure he wasn't hurting me. He was so kind that I was reluctant to leave him. He must have noticed that because he gave me his number, telling me he would love to meet up with me again. In this last week my dad hasn't hit me, he said something about how good a job I did because he managed to secure a contract with a brand new company because I shagged the man's son. The thing is I still don't feel better. If anything I feel worser about myself.
After a few quiet moments I hear the door slam downstairs before my father calls up to me, telling me to come downstairs. He must have one of his lady friends round otherwise he wouldn't have been so polite in how he requested me downstairs.
"Abby, there you are, I would like you to meet Linda. Linda is my new girlfriend" he tells me, warning me with his eyes not to screw this up for him. With a fake smile plastered on my face I extend my hand to shake hers.
"Nice to meet you" I was being as polite as I could possibly be, but I don't think it was that good of a try because I was still grieving over the loss of my mother. Of the one person on this world who cared about me.
"Likewise" she tells me snottily. Oh, so she's going to be one of those horrible girlfriends. I guess she can't be as bad as my father now, can she?
"Abby, why don't you go start cooking while I show Linda around the house?" dad asks sweetly. In translation he actually said 'Get the fuck in that kitchen and make us dinner while I go have sex with my new girlfriend'. Not wanting to argue because if I did I would regret it later, I nod my head as I walk into the kitchen. Before the kitchen door was even shut they were already upstairs and the slamming of a door notifies me that they were going to do exactly what I thought they were going to do. I look over at my phone longingly, just wanting to call Nick and arrange to meet him. I need my own release; I need to get away from here just for an hour or so. But I mentally scold myself when I look over at the picture of my mother that was hung on the wall. She would expect better of me, she would want me to be strong.
After making dinner I call my dad down, making sure the table was set. Once they were seated I was about to head back upstairs when Linda shouted something before I heard her spit something out. I turn around to see the mortified look on her face and the fury on my dad's face.
"What is this?" he demands as he points down to their plates.
"Chicken pie, your favourite" I tell him politely, making sure to make no sudden movements.
"Linda is a vegetarian, she doesn't eat any form of meat" he tells me like I'm some sort of idiot.
"So why don't you go make me something else?" she demands and I scowl at her.
"You know what? Go make it yourself! You have legs and hands, make yourself useful and dad? You may be able to get over mums death with a click of your fingers but I'm still grieving. You could at least have given me some time to recover over the loss of my mother before you start dating whores!" I shout at him.
"You ungrateful little cow. I put a roof over your head, I feed you; I look after you and this is how you repay me? By being rude to not only me, your father, but to my date" he bellows at me but I hold my ground knowing I can't give up that easily.
"You don't feed me, I have to do the shopping and whatever I eat has to come out of my money. Plus you don't look after me, you beat me senseless and whore me off to all your business buddies' son's! How is that caring for your child?" I order an answer from him. He then glares at me as he looks at Linda for her reaction on the whole abusive father, but she just grins as she walks over to me and grabs my hair. Pulling my head back so I'm looking at her.
"Now you stupid little slut. You will go upstairs and you will not return down, especially not when I'm here. You are worth nothing and your dad has every right to hit you" she hisses at me before throwing me into the stairs.
With a gash on my head and blood trickling down my face I stumble up the stairs on a twisted ankle that was already beginning to bruise. That was a great first meeting; my dad has just found his soul mate. An abusive woman who isn't afraid to beat the crap out of children.
I woke up with tears already pouring down my face as I try to calm my breathing down from its rapid pace. I look around the room to see Joseph sat on the chair in the corner writing something in a note pad, my nerves begin to jump as I shake all over when he lifts his head to look at me.
"Your awake" he points out cheerfully as he gets up and makes his way over to me.
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