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Okay. So I noticed that some of you didn't get what happened last chapter, in a sense. Last chapter was the night Katie Cruz (DANA'S MOM) went into a coma. No, her dad (ALEX) is not dead. Hence him returning. Just thought I would clear that up.

Disclaimer: Refer to last chapter.

NOTE: Again, rated T. Lots of abuse in this chapter. Angry, slightly drunk, abusive dad and glass don't quite mix...

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Chapter 8- Face Down pt 2

Hey, girl, you know you drive me crazy
one look puts the rhythm in my hand.
Still I'll never understand why you hang around
I see what's going down.

Thoughts raced through Dana's mind as she stood staring at her father, the man who had abused her for many years of her life. Emotions fled through her body, and she didn't know what to feel. She stood frozen to the spot, shock coursing through her veins. Alex Cruz took one step towards her, and she snapped out of it.

"Stay away from me." she ordered, clutching the glass so hard her hand began to bleed, but she didn't feel any pain. Alex chuckled, eyes boring into her menacingly. Dana's eyes flicked towards his hand, and she saw that he, too had a piece of glass. He held it nonchalantly at his side, seeming at ease.

"Now Dana. Is that any way to treat your father?" he asked. Dana went rigid as he took another step. "You're treading down the same path as your mother, Dana. Don't want to end up like her now, do you?"

At precisely that moment, peace flooded throughout Dana. Her mind was cleared. The peace did not last long. Soon, anger was bubbling in her blood. Not hate-anger.

"Mom did nothing. She never did anything to you, and she didn't deserve what you gave her. I myself didn't even understand what she hung around you for so long because I knew what was going down. Oh believe me, I did. I may have been young, but I was not naïve." she spat. Rage flashed in his eyes, and he was suddenly directly in front of her, taking swift steps. He backed her into a wall, and it took every ounce of courage Dana had to not panic. The glass glinted in the crack of light from the hallway.

"Your mother did everything. She is the reason she's in that hospital. It is her own fault." he challenged.

"So it was her choice to be brutally beaten and raped by her own husband?" Dana questioned. Eyes flashed again. Without a sound, Alex swiftly brought the glass up and pushed it into the exposed flesh of Dana's arm. She winced slightly and let out a small whimper, but something inside her kept her strong.

Dana ignored the rising pain and ducked under Alex's arm, dashing out into the hallway. He ran after her, grabbing her arm just before the stairs.

Do you feel like a man when you push her around?
Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
as your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

"Tell me, did you feel like a man all those years? Did it make you feel superior to abuse your entire family? Did it? Well I can tell you one thing, one day this world is going to end. This perfect world of lies that you've built will crumble down, but I won't crumble with you. I have found something better."

An unknown rage took over Alex, an rage he knew all too well. This rage transformed into some sort of animal, needing to hurt someone to be quenched. He didn't know where it came from, and he didn't know why he ever let it continue, but he did. It was like he couldn't stop it. It was like something triggered in his mind, and he was suddenly almost bloodthirsty. He grasped her arm tighter before flinging her down the stairs, enjoying the cry she let out.

He stomped down the stairs, cocking his head to the side as he watched her stand. Her face held traces of pain, but not fuming pain. Her eyes held no hate as he had seen in Katie's. Nothing made sense anymore.

"Why do you do this? Does it make you feel better?" she questioned as she blinked back tears. Seeing her get weak gave him a sick burst of contentment. He made his way over to her and punched her in the jaw, making her stagger back, hit the wall, and fall the the ground.

"I only do this to people that deserve it Dana." he whispered. Dana's eyes suddenly flashed, taking on an emotion he couldn't read.

"How did she deserve what you did to her? How do I deserve what you are doing to me?"

"Your mother was a dirty whore who screwed the first man she saw behind my back. You on the other hand...you are different. You've told something I made clear to you not to tell. Families have secrets Dana, and you told one of ours. It was very naughty, poppet." Alex talked to her like she was a child again, making it sound like she had hit a sibling. Dana's tone turned bitter.

"What about all those strippers and hookers you screwed dad? Don't they count?"

He kicked her hard in the stomach repeatedly.

"You are below me, a mere child. Do not talk to me like that!" he screamed, rage coursing through every vein in his body. He gave her one final kick before yanking her up by her hair and tossing her into the wall. Pain exploded from the back of Dana's head, but she only chuckled darkly. Nothing mattered anymore. She only knew that she wanted him dead.

A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect
every action in this world will bear a consequence
If you wade around forever, you will surely drown
I see what's going down

Dana's hand lifted, and she placed her fingers on the small part of glass that still poked out from her dark skin. They grabbed hold, and she pulled. A slight squishy sound was heard as she pulled the bloody glass from her arm. The thirst for revenge was overpowering, and she struggled up. She clutched the shard in her hand, and took a menacing step forward.

"Every action in this world has a consequence. You have happened to cause more pain then known to me, to my sister, and to my mother. Now it is time to pay for what you have done." It was a voice unknown to Dana that came from her mouth. Her words dripped with a venom that she knew nothing of. Power overtook her entire body as she slammed the glass into Alex's forearm. He screamed an animal like scream, and as she saw the blood gushing from his wound she felt sick.

It was not the blood. It was the realization that she was just like him. She had hurt him as he had hurt her. She had let his same rage fill her every corner. She had hurt someone. She had made him bleed. She had let him take over her. All she could to was stand and watch as he bled from the wound that she caused.

She had been right. Every action in this world had a consequence, and now she was just as bad as he was. She knew she couldn't just wade around forever. She needed to take a stand, and she needed to do it the right way.

Before she knew what was happening around her, she was being tossed and dragged. She was suddenly in the kitchen with her father's eyes glowering down at her.

Face down in the dirt, she said,
"This doesn't hurt", she said,
"I finally had enough."

He banged her head on the ground. She felt slightly dizzy, and she felt blood pooling from her head. He yanked her up by her arm, and pushed her back. He couldn't stop himself. He could even hear much, just a buzzing in his ears. He slapped her face so hard she tasted the sharp, copper taste of blood. Then he pulled out the blade.

Dana crawled along the ground to the other side of the counter when he was distracted. She cowered behind in a dark corner, hoping he wouldn't see her. The house was deathly silent. His ragged breathing was the only sound, and his footsteps soon joined. He walked past her hiding spot slowly, listening for any sound as he held the knife in front of him.

The teenage girl was suddenly disgusted with herself. Here she was, cowering in the shadows while he searched for her. She was hiding, hiding from her past and her present. She was hiding. She was a coward.

Dana pulled herself up using the counter. Alex pun at the sound, an angry scowl plastered on his face.

"There you are."

Dana winced slightly at the fiery pain, but stood strong. He stalked over to her, placing the cold blade against the skin of her face. He gently drew a line across her cheek, creating a line of blood.

"You think that hurts, don't you?"

Her comment struck him, and he paused, pressing harder into her skin. Unsatisfied with her lack of reaction, he moved on to her arm. He drew patters on her arms with the knife, making blood push its way out.

"You're just weak." she whispered. He slapped her across the face, and pushed her to the ground. Dana pushed herself back up, looking at him with a sense of pity, but she smirked.

"That doesn't hurt anymore. You've tried to hurt me in the past, but I'm letting go. What you're doing doesn't hurt anymore because I know that I'm stronger then you." she stood again, and he slightly stabbed her stomach. Nothing.

"Truth is, I've had enough of this. You are not going to hurt me any longer because I'm not going to let you. Push me to the ground. Hit me. Make me bleed. Its not going to hurt me dad. You will not break me."

Sirens could be heard in the distance as he plunged the knife deep into her stomach. Dana fell to the ground, and an unknown feeling filled Alex's very being. The last words she spoke shocked him to his very core.

"I forgive you because I love you." she whispered before everything around her went black.

A new life she has found

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Okay, so I am actually very proud of myself for this one.

Now listen, this might be the last chapter of Pinky Promises, but there will be a sequel regardless. Tell me what you think.

I really hope you liked this.

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--Lani