Authors note: Hey, thanks lots for the reviews!!! :D Okay here's the next chapter, sorry I had to make you guys wait a lil longer:( but I hope you like. And there will possibly be pairing, but I'm gonna have to figure a way to put that in there. So, enjoy the chappie and sorry for the cliffy (evil laugh).

Thanks goes out to:

Banana4422- Thanks for reviewing! Ya she'll be paired with one of them if I can fit it in. I was thinking about having some pairing in there but if there is its probably gonna be…OMG and I checked your profile(ya im creepy) and we have the same first name. LOL. But there are lots of Amanda's and ya just thot I shuld share that. ;) cus im a dork.

Loree- Ya, I didn't want Tim and Doe to be still mad at each other because Dally and him always fight and make up no matter how bad it is. So, ya, that Angela thing made it even. Keep readin :D

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Korin: Lol, thanks for stopping by to read my story and taking the time to review. Ya, I'll try to update every hour but I don't think I can type out enough chapters that fast. But I'll try. Lol.

Chapter 7:

My body vibrated at every word that came out of my father's mouth. Inside I was kicking myself, screaming 'Run damnit, run before something happens' but every time I wanted to turn and skedaddle I just didn't. For some odd reason, I was standing there, letting him pick the right moment to attack. He would attack too, that I was sure of and I hated to be there when he did but at the lack of movement in my legs it would be a sure thing.

He raised his hand and I flinched, preparing myself for the blow. Instead, he took me by the shoulder and with brute force, threw me back. I lost my balance immediately, stumbling a few feet before finally feeling my back slam against the wall. A wicked grin pulled at the sides of his lips parting them so you could just see the tips of coffee stained teeth. I mustered some courage, held myself high and hoped for the best.

"Did you hear me?" he shouted once again. He stepped forward and I tried to step away but I'd forgotten about the wall. Damn, couldn't the wall be somewhere else. "Or does deafness come with being dumb."

"I was…" I fumbled over my words like an idiot, only proving to my father that his last statement hadn't been completely false. After those two words came out though, that was it. I couldn't think of a quick excuse and in truth, I didn't feel like giving one. I just stood there.

"Hey, you there?" I felt the harsh tapping of the palm of his hand against my head. It created this sickening thudding sound which I realized was probably me loosing any sense I had left.

I clenched my teeth and squeezed my fists tight. I did a side step, hoping to move around him and grab my coat but he shoved me back.

"Leaving again?"

"Yeah, as a matter of fact I am" I yelled back. I was sick of being pushed around and this was it. No more bullshit, not any. "I'm getting my coat and I'm getting the hell outta here." I went to move again and as I did, a wave of relief washed over me like a cool summer rain. He wasn't stopping me. Maybe he'd given up.

Suddenly I felt my cheek scratching up against the rough carpet. I looked back with horrified eyes and saw the ol man standing over me. He was at least six feet tall and gave Darry a run for his money. 'Jeez I wish Darry was here' I said as a side thought 'or anyone for that matter.' I began to prop myself up from the ground and then THUD! My chest hit the floor hard and I gasped, slightly winded. On my back I could feel the pressure of the ol man's foot as he started to press down. Tim's little injury on my ribs still hadn't repaired itself and now I heard them making some more cracking sounds while I tried to role out from under the foot.

"Please" I whimpered, sliding out half of my front torso. The pressure increased one more time and my ribs made one final crack before the foot was gone completely and a hand was dragging me to my feet. My knees buckled as I swayed uneasily. Rooms were tilting to the sides and the ol man was shouting and he backhanded me twice but I was hardly paying attention anymore. I was off in my own world, waiting for it to just be all over but it didn't end it just kept on going. A metallic taste was filling inside of my mouth. I swallowed quietly, afraid that if I was too loud I'd just make everything worse.

"You little good for nothing bitch" he screamed one more time and his fist collided with my face. I stumbled but he pulled me back into place. "Just like your mother!"

That was it. I could stand the insults, the beatings, anything but that. My mom may have left and everything but she was still the woman who'd raised me. She took care of me more than he ever had and ever would. With all the strength I had left, I swung at him, landing a good south paw to his jaw. Immediately afterwards blood began to slide down his chin from where I'd split his lip.

"Fuckin whore" he shouted and grabbed hold of my right arm and pulled me into him. He was like an animal, ripping and tearing at me like it was nothing. I could feel his hot breath, burning my skin as he leaned closer and pressed his lips firmly against the side of my neck. I squirmed about but his grip tightened. His free hand tore apart the front of the cloth on my blue shirt and I felt his hands pinching and poking at my bare skin. I cried, the tears slipping down my face before I could catch them.

"Let me go!" I yelled. My elbow dug into his side and as soon as he'd taken me in he'd let me go. Drained of any energy, I fell back to the floor. Curses echoed through the house. A shadow fell upon the floor and I shook once again before his foot met with my back three times, the last one the most painful one and then there was just silence. He slipped back into the ebony and there was nothing else. No sounds, no voices just quiet.

I was bleeding and bruised and felt like leaving myself to lie there for a few years because that was how long I'd need to be well enough to get up. My head spun and my stomach turned when I'd risen to my feet. I dragged my feetall the way out the door and the few blocks I could walk. The Curtis' were still more than three blocks away, I wouldn't make it. Two-bit, he lived about two blocks but he'd be out, and Steve's house wasn't an option. Dally practically lived with Buck, Buck had parties, I didn't want to end up there without Dally like this. I was screwed.

Pain shot through my body and I fell to my knees right near the park. Tears of pain leaked out and I brushed them away impatiently. I struggled through the wet grass, hopping to make it to a bench or a picnic table before I collapsed once more. The churning of my stomach grew more intense with every step and the throbbing of my body wasn't getting any better. With one more foot left in front of me to the bench seat my legs gave out and my strength dispersed. I could feel myself tilting forward in slow motion, that's how everything seemed to be happening. First I saw my knees folding inwards and then I saw the left side of my face meeting the corner of the bench seat head on. The next thing I knew there was this burning sensation and I was laying on the ground in a red haze before the darkness finally overtook everything.