/N Woo two chapters in one night! Hehe. It's cuz I had this brilliant
idea, but it didn't fit into this chapter. sigh So now I have to write a
whole new chapter! Jeezum crow...hehehe.
HEARING IS BELIEVING
"Angel of music, you deceived me. I gave my mind blindly."
Kat sang loudly, with a rapturous look on her face. Suddenly a crashing sound echoed through the house. Her eyes wide, Kat turned off the music and hid under her bed.
As of late, her father had been drinking more and more.
The small time of peace that had arrived with her stepmother was slowly disintegrating.
Her parents were screaming at each other downstairs. A few more crashes, then footsteps came up the steps. Kat squirmed as far into the shadows as she could her heart pounding.
"No! I won't let you touch her again, you have done enough!" Kat heard her stepmother cry. "Her arm just out of the cast- doctor bills for months!"
Kat could practically smell the alcohol stench from under her bed as her father made his way upstairs. 'Let him fall', she begged.
Clutching the stair rail, Mr. Nelsen stormed into the hall. "Damn woman! Don't think you can tell me what I can or cannot do with my daughter!"
Kat bit her lip and closed her eyes. She had never heard him so angry. 'Oh Lord, please! Make him fall, bang his head, pass out, anything!'
A loud slapped resounded through the house as Mrs. Nelsen went down. Cowering there, she made no movement.
Kat's door slammed open as her intoxicated father entered her bedroom. Seeing nothing but her favorite Phantom music box, he raised his hand to smash it.
Before thinking, Kat screamed, "No!" and began to crawl from her hiding place.
Grabbing her hurt wrist, the angered man pulled the blonde up. "Thought you could hide, didn't you?" He growled. He shoved Kat into a wall.
Tears of pain filled her blue eyes as the all too familiar torment began.
"STOP IT!" Kat's stepmother grabbed her husband's arm before he could inflict further harm.
His eyes blackened and filled with fury as he turned towards his wife. "You..." He breathed.
Kat watched helplessly as the strong hand grasped the white tender throat and squeezed.
Eyes wide with panic, Mrs. Nelsen struggled against the strong grip, but to no prevail. A whimper escaped as her face discolored.
Kat opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She sat in the endless void of time, watching this man kill the only person who had shown a remote sense of care.
Gathering every ounce of courage, Kat leaped at him, knocking him off balance.
Enraged at this sudden show of bravado, Mr. Nelsen turned on Kat, releasing Mrs. Nelsen. She ran from the room. Kat tried to follow, but the strong arms wrapped around her with lightening speed.
"Erik," Kat managed to cry out before her father constricted his hands around her neck.
Leering, he hissed. "Erik? What, some boyfriend? Should I kill him too, would that make the little daughter happy, princess?"
The evil words burned as much as the abuse. Kat twisted in his grasped, but only succeeded in choking herself further. Bit by bit, Kat felt the life seeping from her.
'Oh God! This is it!' Kat thought in horror. 'I will die- no one can save me.'
In a final endeavor to cause her pain, the drunken man lifted Kat into the air and crushed her slim throat as much as he was able.
The young girl felt a sickening crunch inside her head. Her throat was on fire as she felt her vocal cords rip.
If she could have screamed, it would have been the sound of a thousand years of pain inflicted on a child, of a mother watching her child die and being helpless, a wounded animal caught in a trap and in pain beyond comprehension. All this fit into one small body.
Suddenly sirens were heard in the distance.
Throwing Kat to the floor, her father cursed. Pointing to her, he stared into her eyes. "I will get you."
Then he leaped out of her window and ran.
People in white cam rushing into the house as Kat slumped against the door. A few people from the hospital- no at least 10... maybe 50- no one hundred..." Everything became fuzzy as she drifted in the world of unconsciousness.
A/N I can't believe I wrote this! How horrible am I? OMG! bursts into tears I need to cheer this story up a bit. next chapter.
HEARING IS BELIEVING
"Angel of music, you deceived me. I gave my mind blindly."
Kat sang loudly, with a rapturous look on her face. Suddenly a crashing sound echoed through the house. Her eyes wide, Kat turned off the music and hid under her bed.
As of late, her father had been drinking more and more.
The small time of peace that had arrived with her stepmother was slowly disintegrating.
Her parents were screaming at each other downstairs. A few more crashes, then footsteps came up the steps. Kat squirmed as far into the shadows as she could her heart pounding.
"No! I won't let you touch her again, you have done enough!" Kat heard her stepmother cry. "Her arm just out of the cast- doctor bills for months!"
Kat could practically smell the alcohol stench from under her bed as her father made his way upstairs. 'Let him fall', she begged.
Clutching the stair rail, Mr. Nelsen stormed into the hall. "Damn woman! Don't think you can tell me what I can or cannot do with my daughter!"
Kat bit her lip and closed her eyes. She had never heard him so angry. 'Oh Lord, please! Make him fall, bang his head, pass out, anything!'
A loud slapped resounded through the house as Mrs. Nelsen went down. Cowering there, she made no movement.
Kat's door slammed open as her intoxicated father entered her bedroom. Seeing nothing but her favorite Phantom music box, he raised his hand to smash it.
Before thinking, Kat screamed, "No!" and began to crawl from her hiding place.
Grabbing her hurt wrist, the angered man pulled the blonde up. "Thought you could hide, didn't you?" He growled. He shoved Kat into a wall.
Tears of pain filled her blue eyes as the all too familiar torment began.
"STOP IT!" Kat's stepmother grabbed her husband's arm before he could inflict further harm.
His eyes blackened and filled with fury as he turned towards his wife. "You..." He breathed.
Kat watched helplessly as the strong hand grasped the white tender throat and squeezed.
Eyes wide with panic, Mrs. Nelsen struggled against the strong grip, but to no prevail. A whimper escaped as her face discolored.
Kat opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She sat in the endless void of time, watching this man kill the only person who had shown a remote sense of care.
Gathering every ounce of courage, Kat leaped at him, knocking him off balance.
Enraged at this sudden show of bravado, Mr. Nelsen turned on Kat, releasing Mrs. Nelsen. She ran from the room. Kat tried to follow, but the strong arms wrapped around her with lightening speed.
"Erik," Kat managed to cry out before her father constricted his hands around her neck.
Leering, he hissed. "Erik? What, some boyfriend? Should I kill him too, would that make the little daughter happy, princess?"
The evil words burned as much as the abuse. Kat twisted in his grasped, but only succeeded in choking herself further. Bit by bit, Kat felt the life seeping from her.
'Oh God! This is it!' Kat thought in horror. 'I will die- no one can save me.'
In a final endeavor to cause her pain, the drunken man lifted Kat into the air and crushed her slim throat as much as he was able.
The young girl felt a sickening crunch inside her head. Her throat was on fire as she felt her vocal cords rip.
If she could have screamed, it would have been the sound of a thousand years of pain inflicted on a child, of a mother watching her child die and being helpless, a wounded animal caught in a trap and in pain beyond comprehension. All this fit into one small body.
Suddenly sirens were heard in the distance.
Throwing Kat to the floor, her father cursed. Pointing to her, he stared into her eyes. "I will get you."
Then he leaped out of her window and ran.
People in white cam rushing into the house as Kat slumped against the door. A few people from the hospital- no at least 10... maybe 50- no one hundred..." Everything became fuzzy as she drifted in the world of unconsciousness.
A/N I can't believe I wrote this! How horrible am I? OMG! bursts into tears I need to cheer this story up a bit. next chapter.