IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE INCOMING!
I feel like I should slow down with writing and posting these chapters because some people barely even read the previous ones.. For example; I went on 'Manage Stories' in the 'Publish' section of my account and this is how it CURRENTLY is;
Chapter 1; 108 views, Chapter 2; 42 views, Chapter 3; 19 views, Chapter 4; 20 views, Chapter 5; 32 views, Chapter 6; 19 views, Chapter 7; 4 views, Chapter 8; 7 views.
I don't know if it's just being weird or you viewers skipping chapters!'.. But yeah! On to this chapter!
Ps: It would be very helpful and nice if someone explained this to me!.. Thank you in advance! I am currently sick. So I won't be uploading like I used to cause I'm going to try and get better :)
Erza stepped onto her father's porch, the house looked more run-down than it did while she was living there. 'He must of went on a rampage or something, huh?' Erza glanced at the little garden she and her mother had kept when she was very young. Beer cans and glass shards from broken bottles lay there, but one single flower that the teen had been taking care of since her mother had left was still there, probably not healthy once bit..
The flower was drooping to the side, but Erza pulled out a little canteen of water she had in her bag, she watered the flower, and it shown some response to it, drinking up the water quickly as it soaked into the dirt. Erza used the key in her pocket to open the door. The door creaked open as she turned the knob, she took slow steps into the house, hearing the loud and long snoring her father made on the couch, she stared directly at him, anger in her eyes. He passed out a few hours earlier after smashing a vase his ex-wife used to own. The redhead stared at the mess of glass and water on the ground. It was the vase. Erza clenched her fist tightly, she bit her lip, holding in her fierce rage.
She stepped slowly up the creaky stairs, hoping not to wake the 'beast' up. She wished Jellal was there.. He'd go and save her from the horrible hell she was trapped in. The redhead took a deep breath in and ran to her room in a hurry. She wanted to change her clothes and get out of there. She grabbed a suitcase from her closet, and started to pack it up. The redhead changed into a red and black striped t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. She put on better shoes instead of her school shoes. Black boots. They'd help her run better. She stared at her room one last time before dragging the suitcase along next to her. She grabbed a hair tie and put it around her wrist in case if it was windy.
It was around 11:00 AM when she decided to leave. She nearly fell on the few last steps, which woke up her father. Erza rushed outside, clutching her fist tightly. "Shit..." the teenager growled, she stopped to glance one more time at the flower, sighing. Just then, her father stepped outside, his breath was heavy with alcohol. "Erza... You left home... Your going to have to pay..." The adult laughed maniacally and took long slow steps towards his daughter. Erza gasped, clenching her teeth as she started to run. She ran out of breathe and started to wheeze heavily, feeling a pain in her chest. She turned the corner, covering her mouth with her hand, taking slow breaths. She hid behind a few boxes, hoping her father couldn't hear her.
"Erza..." She could hear her father's deep voice calling out her name. She really didn't want to be harmed by him ever again. She heard and seen the boxes moving, she bit her lip, hoping it wasn't him. "Are you hiding in here?.." His husky voice snapped, he was like a wolf trying to hunt his prey. Except.. His prey would soon run away, like a meek bunny. And that 'prey' was his daughter. He heard rustling behind the boxes and smashed them all with his fists angrily, awaiting his daughter's voice to be heard. He heard the sound of heaving breathing that wheezed a couple of times, searching quickly for a breath to claim. He stomped over to the direction of it, muttering under his breath. "Don't run away, dear daughter.. Your father won't hurt you.." The redhead heard his calls, she bit down on her knuckle to silence her wheezing for the most part.
Erza tied up her long scarlet hair in a loose ponytail and booked it. She ran and ran for ages, she kept looking forwards, hoping that her father wasn't following her. She ditched the suitcase, which she kept a gun in it, back at the hiding spot where she was wheezing. A crack in the sky was heard. Distance gun shots. Probably the gun. Her father was coming up quick, gun in hand. It was a small pistol that her mother had stored in a drawer the one day she left.. The key to freedom for Erza. But she just.. Couldn't kill her father, could she? Her mother had enough courage and balls to at least harm him when he tried taking his anger out on their child, but it was slowly ended as she was beaten to the ground. 'That's the reason Mom left.. I guess.. I promise I'll harm him, for you, mother..' Erza thought, a single tear fell down her cheek and she wiped it in an instant. She was still running. She was running from that psycho of a father. 'This isn't a time to cry. I know it..' Erza looked down, coughing. 'Shit.. I'm out of breath..' She thought, stopping in her tracks to regain her thought and to breathe.
She put her hand against her throat with her gentle touch, breathing in and out slowly. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and right away tried calling Jellal. It rung a few times, went to voice mail and she dialed again. A few more tries later, she got a response. "Hello?" the blue haired male's husky voice rung out against her ear. "Jellal!.. My father has my mother's gun.. He's.. Trying to kill me!" Erza gasped, biting deeply on her lip while sobs joined into her voice. "What?! Where are you?!" Jellal yelled, his voice was a little shaky, and she could hear him running down the stairs in a fright through the phone.
"I'm.. A little far away from my house.. I'm currently.. Running for my life.." Erza sighed into the phone, looking down and curling a strand of hair around her finger. "I'm going to save you, Erza.." Jellal's worried voice cracked through the phone call, a sound of a garage closing was heard through the phone. "T..Thank you.." Erza sobbed, her cheeks were covered in streams of tears and she hunched down behind a few boulders to hide for a little bit. They talked for a little while before Jellal hung up the phone call and told Erza that he definitely would be there to save her.
"I'm going to have to stay here.. Till Jellal gets here.." Erza whispered to herself, taking her hair out of the ponytail. "Erza... I finally found you.." a deep voice lurked around her, she felt sick. She turned to look at the man behind her, her face immediately turning into fear. "Dad..." Erza mumbled, she took a deep breath in to calm herself down.
I wanted to end that chapter there cause I haven't posted anythin' in like.. WEEKS. Soo I wanted to upload this with a cliffhanger.
~Elisiva
