Disclaimer: All Orson Scott Cards idea
A/N: I am really sorry I haven't written in a really long time. Thanks for all those who reviewed. I understand some of this is probably unrealistic also. My grammar and spelling is really bad but I have to get a new word b/c our got screwed up and we don't' have a spell check on it. So sorry about that and I hope you enjoy.
Chap 2
Faith and Graff arrived back at her house not long after. Faith knew this would not be easy but Graff seemed confident enough. He rang her doorbell. Her mother, Rose opened it. Faith just glared at her mother as she realized that she was stoned.
"Hello. Faith you came back." She said laughing
"Hello Mrs...."
"Call me Rose."
"Rose I would like to talk to you about Faith but maybe I should discuss it with your husband." Graff said realizing that she wasn't in the right state of mind.
"Why not me? My husband is busy and I am here so whatever it is just fucking tell me." She yelled
"What the fuck is going on downstairs Rose?" Faith's father screamed.
Faith grew scared as she heard her father pound down the stairs. Her heart beat rapidly and she was backing up a few steps ready to turn and run away from everything. Graff also noticed what she was doing and put his arm on her shoulder. She didn't want to remember what he did to her it was to painful and too horrible. He finally was downstairs and went to where Rose was standing.
"Get your fucking hands off her you bastard. Only I can touch her." Her father, Charles yelled. He was drunk already.
Graff seemed to look at Faith and only then understand everything.
"I want to talk to you about your daughters future can we step inside."
"Fine."
Her mother still stood in the door way with a stupid expression on her face. Charles just pushed her out of the way and she fell to the floor but not even realizing it. Graff and Faith stepped inside.
"So what do you want to talk about?" Charles spat
"Mr...."
"Charles"
"Charles, your daughter is brilliant you must realize that but the school she is attending isn't really where she should belong but there is a school. Its called Battle School and its in space she can get the education she needs and one day help destroy the buggers."
"I have heard of it and I also hear its in goddamned space. We don't' have that type of fucking money."
"Its paid for and please you must consider what this will do for your daughter."
"Don't tell me what's best for my daughter that little whore will...."
"Daddy don't. I know what you will do please don't." Faith screamed
Faith knew her father had a knife in his pocket and what he would do with it. In and out as fast as a snake. Graff probably wouldn't have realized what her father doing to him right away but it didn't matter because Charles was crazy when he was drunk and any normal person would never be able to predict what he would do when he was. Her father looked at her and so did Graff. Both started at her. Faith didn't say a word and held her father's gaze. She moved towards him and took the knife from his pocket and flung it at the wall. She kissed her fathers head.
"I do not love you father, but you will let me go." She turned and left but she stopped at the doorway and looked down at her mother. Her mother glared at her with that stupid expression on her face.
"Get up mother."
Her mother stood.
"Get help you both need it you twisted fucks. I'm done with both of you." Faith said in a cold tone. She took a step toward the door. She knew her dad had grabbed the knife from the wall and held it in his hands. She still walked away.
"Bitch." Her father yelled and threw the knife right at Faith. She knew what he was going to do before he even considered doing it. She turned and grabbed the knife's handle before it hit her. Now everyone was silent and starred at her with eyes wide.
"Let me leave and sign the form."
Her father signed the form. She never would see them again and for that Faith was glad.
A/N: I am really sorry I haven't written in a really long time. Thanks for all those who reviewed. I understand some of this is probably unrealistic also. My grammar and spelling is really bad but I have to get a new word b/c our got screwed up and we don't' have a spell check on it. So sorry about that and I hope you enjoy.
Chap 2
Faith and Graff arrived back at her house not long after. Faith knew this would not be easy but Graff seemed confident enough. He rang her doorbell. Her mother, Rose opened it. Faith just glared at her mother as she realized that she was stoned.
"Hello. Faith you came back." She said laughing
"Hello Mrs...."
"Call me Rose."
"Rose I would like to talk to you about Faith but maybe I should discuss it with your husband." Graff said realizing that she wasn't in the right state of mind.
"Why not me? My husband is busy and I am here so whatever it is just fucking tell me." She yelled
"What the fuck is going on downstairs Rose?" Faith's father screamed.
Faith grew scared as she heard her father pound down the stairs. Her heart beat rapidly and she was backing up a few steps ready to turn and run away from everything. Graff also noticed what she was doing and put his arm on her shoulder. She didn't want to remember what he did to her it was to painful and too horrible. He finally was downstairs and went to where Rose was standing.
"Get your fucking hands off her you bastard. Only I can touch her." Her father, Charles yelled. He was drunk already.
Graff seemed to look at Faith and only then understand everything.
"I want to talk to you about your daughters future can we step inside."
"Fine."
Her mother still stood in the door way with a stupid expression on her face. Charles just pushed her out of the way and she fell to the floor but not even realizing it. Graff and Faith stepped inside.
"So what do you want to talk about?" Charles spat
"Mr...."
"Charles"
"Charles, your daughter is brilliant you must realize that but the school she is attending isn't really where she should belong but there is a school. Its called Battle School and its in space she can get the education she needs and one day help destroy the buggers."
"I have heard of it and I also hear its in goddamned space. We don't' have that type of fucking money."
"Its paid for and please you must consider what this will do for your daughter."
"Don't tell me what's best for my daughter that little whore will...."
"Daddy don't. I know what you will do please don't." Faith screamed
Faith knew her father had a knife in his pocket and what he would do with it. In and out as fast as a snake. Graff probably wouldn't have realized what her father doing to him right away but it didn't matter because Charles was crazy when he was drunk and any normal person would never be able to predict what he would do when he was. Her father looked at her and so did Graff. Both started at her. Faith didn't say a word and held her father's gaze. She moved towards him and took the knife from his pocket and flung it at the wall. She kissed her fathers head.
"I do not love you father, but you will let me go." She turned and left but she stopped at the doorway and looked down at her mother. Her mother glared at her with that stupid expression on her face.
"Get up mother."
Her mother stood.
"Get help you both need it you twisted fucks. I'm done with both of you." Faith said in a cold tone. She took a step toward the door. She knew her dad had grabbed the knife from the wall and held it in his hands. She still walked away.
"Bitch." Her father yelled and threw the knife right at Faith. She knew what he was going to do before he even considered doing it. She turned and grabbed the knife's handle before it hit her. Now everyone was silent and starred at her with eyes wide.
"Let me leave and sign the form."
Her father signed the form. She never would see them again and for that Faith was glad.