Sorry. Lots of homework. It is like 1 in the morning so I apologive if this was alittle rushed I am alittle tired.
I felt a pain in the side of my arm and woke up. I turned to see my dad pull his hand back.
"Get up, you have to go to the store." He says.
"Why can't mom do it." I said rubbing my eyes.
"She..she left for awhile."
"Fine. Just hold on."
He leaves me. I get up and get dressed. I hear the guitar playing from next door, I decide to say hi to Drew before I go.
"Hey!" I said trying to get his attention.
He looks up and smiles,"Hey there."
He comes and meets me on the roof giving me a little peck on the lips.
"Wow, Ellie what did you do to your arm," He says pointing at a bruise.
"Oh it's nothing."
"ELLIE GET DOWN HERE NOW!!"
"Sorry, I have to go."
"Bye."
I run down the stairs and meet my dad and his rage.
"What took so long?"
"I was just getting dressed."
The he slapped me so hard on my cheek I fall to the ground. He is to out of control today. Today he doesn't even have a look of guilt on his face. He throws a paper at me and the keys to his car.
"Hurry up, I am getting hungry."
I get up and run out the door grabbing my purse. Drew is outside getting the paper. I feel the tears falling from my eyes and try to go quietly to the car. Of course he notices me and runs over.
"Hey, I heard some yelling you okay?" He asked with a little worry in his voice.
"Yeah I am fine," I say covering my face.
"What's wrong?" Then he pulls away my hand revealing my tears and the red scratch."Oh my god Ellie, what happened?"
"I fell," I say sniffling.
"Did he do this to you?"
"Get in the car," I order him.
He does as I say. I start the car and start to drive. I drive to the store and park the car. I look into Drew's eyes.
"Can I trust you?" I ask him.
"Of course."
Then I begin to tell me. I tell him everything. The beatings I get, the lies, everything. He listens carefully like he cares. When I am done, he looks me straight in the eye.
"I love you," He says.
"I love you too," I reply.