CHAPTER 3
Serena had just finished cleaning the living room of broken glass and furniture when she heard her father's truck pull up. Her mind raced; she didn't realize how late it was because she had been so wrapped up in getting the house back to its original state.
She was always the one who cleaned up after the fights her parents had. If she didn't make the house look just right she knew she was in for it. She could hear Sammy upstairs locking his door, and the birds singing their innocent lay.
The door slammed, which made Serena jump, and she began to shake, her body wracked with fear. Her fear only grew because her father's temper grew worse, and as the threats grew more intense. "Serena!" Her father yelled, his voice slurred a bit. He had taken a detour to the bar on the way home, it sounded like.
Serena quickly went up the stairs when she heard her father go through the hall to the kitchen. She cringed as she tripped on the last stair, but kept going. "Serena! I d-don't see dinner ready…" He slurred.
When she didn't answer him, she heard him start up to the second level of the house searching for her. His tone grew angrier and more violent. Something smashed against the tiles on the bathroom floor, probably a vase that fell victim to his anger.
Serena sat on her bed curled up; her body already anticipating the nature of her next beating. She hugged her knees to her chest and mildly wept. The door flung open and she flinched. Her vision was blurred by tears and she saw her father's misty figure stumble towards her. "How m-many times do I gotta tell you to stop bein' so selfish! I bet y-you al-already ate, and you left your family to starve…" He stammered on about things that didn't make any sense.
"What did you do to mom?" Serena screamed. She knew he had done something horrible to make her leave without saying goodbye to her children.
"She left us b-because she was just like you! A selfish b-bitch that only cared about her. She didn't love you! She only loved herself…"He stood there and looked down at his daughter for a moment, then wrenched her off the bed by her right arm.
"Stop it! Just Stop, Daddy!" Serena screamed as he reefed on her hair and kicked her in the back.
She was too scared to fight back, and her head throbbed in agony. Her neck felt worn out from her father tugging on her locks, and her back ached. He then lifted her to her feet, and she broke loose of his vice grip. "Mom wasn't the one who was selfish, she loved us. She loved her children, but you corrupted her! You corrupted this whole family!" Serena shouted.
He laughed drunkenly then slapped her soft face with his calloused hands. She bit her cheek when this happened, and blood spilled from her lips. "You're a sick bastard, and I hope you die!" Serena bawled.
She saw an opportunity to run while her words sank into him. She thundered down the stairs and ran smack into a heavy figure.
AUTHOR: Thank you everyone for reviewing and reading this story! I need 5 more reviews to post the next chapter. Sorry if this story is a bit morbid, I'm not a morbid person, this idea just came to me and I decided to write it.
Serena had just finished cleaning the living room of broken glass and furniture when she heard her father's truck pull up. Her mind raced; she didn't realize how late it was because she had been so wrapped up in getting the house back to its original state.
She was always the one who cleaned up after the fights her parents had. If she didn't make the house look just right she knew she was in for it. She could hear Sammy upstairs locking his door, and the birds singing their innocent lay.
The door slammed, which made Serena jump, and she began to shake, her body wracked with fear. Her fear only grew because her father's temper grew worse, and as the threats grew more intense. "Serena!" Her father yelled, his voice slurred a bit. He had taken a detour to the bar on the way home, it sounded like.
Serena quickly went up the stairs when she heard her father go through the hall to the kitchen. She cringed as she tripped on the last stair, but kept going. "Serena! I d-don't see dinner ready…" He slurred.
When she didn't answer him, she heard him start up to the second level of the house searching for her. His tone grew angrier and more violent. Something smashed against the tiles on the bathroom floor, probably a vase that fell victim to his anger.
Serena sat on her bed curled up; her body already anticipating the nature of her next beating. She hugged her knees to her chest and mildly wept. The door flung open and she flinched. Her vision was blurred by tears and she saw her father's misty figure stumble towards her. "How m-many times do I gotta tell you to stop bein' so selfish! I bet y-you al-already ate, and you left your family to starve…" He stammered on about things that didn't make any sense.
"What did you do to mom?" Serena screamed. She knew he had done something horrible to make her leave without saying goodbye to her children.
"She left us b-because she was just like you! A selfish b-bitch that only cared about her. She didn't love you! She only loved herself…"He stood there and looked down at his daughter for a moment, then wrenched her off the bed by her right arm.
"Stop it! Just Stop, Daddy!" Serena screamed as he reefed on her hair and kicked her in the back.
She was too scared to fight back, and her head throbbed in agony. Her neck felt worn out from her father tugging on her locks, and her back ached. He then lifted her to her feet, and she broke loose of his vice grip. "Mom wasn't the one who was selfish, she loved us. She loved her children, but you corrupted her! You corrupted this whole family!" Serena shouted.
He laughed drunkenly then slapped her soft face with his calloused hands. She bit her cheek when this happened, and blood spilled from her lips. "You're a sick bastard, and I hope you die!" Serena bawled.
She saw an opportunity to run while her words sank into him. She thundered down the stairs and ran smack into a heavy figure.
AUTHOR: Thank you everyone for reviewing and reading this story! I need 5 more reviews to post the next chapter. Sorry if this story is a bit morbid, I'm not a morbid person, this idea just came to me and I decided to write it.