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This is where the story starts to get 'evil'...
I named Abby's step dad 'Richard' after her ex... dunno why, but instead of making 'Richard Lockhart' her husband, he's her stepdad :P
Sorry about this chapter not being very long...
Chapter 3 – Meet Richard
During dinner, Maggie was like super mom. She was so excited about Eric's game, and the two of them laughed almost the entire time. Abby just had on a fake smile and pretended to be interested as well. But she knew that it was only gonna last a very short time, so she had learned not to fall for it and just hide her emotions. Eric still got so sad whenever she changed, but he had gotten better.
Both Abby and Eric turned around when they heard the front door slam.
"Hi, honey." Maggie got up and kissed her husband. Abby and Eric's step dad. "How was work?" He barely got to answer her before she went and got another plate. "I made spaghetti. It's really delicious." He sat down next to Maggie, right across the table from Abby.
"Hi Richard." Abby could feel him giving her brother a fake smile. Hesitating, she looked up at him as well and gave him a small, forced smile, before looking back down at her food. She could smell that he had been drinking, and he seemed to be in the same bad mood he was always in.
He worked in some kind of a factory in one of the slum parts of the city. He was one of the bosses. Abby wasn't even sure exactly what it was, but she usually worked down there, if she wasn't working at McDonald's.
"Abby, go get me a beer." Abby just nodded, knowing that she had to do what he told her. Otherwise he would get really angry. She quickly got up and got the beer for him, putting her plate in the sink at the same time. He didn't even say 'thank you', he just ripped it out of her hand
"I'm gonna go do my homework." No one said anything, so Abby started to walk away, until her mother's voice stopped her.
"Don't forget you have to do the dishes, Abby."
Abby just closed her eyes, "I know." And continued into her room.
It was Saturday, and Abby had been up since 6. She had had an 8 hour shift at McDonald's, which as usual meant 8 hours of her boss yelling at her. She then had to work at Richard's factory for 6 hours, doing nothing but cleaning and carrying heavy boxes, where she didn't even know what was in them. She hated that job, and she almost never got paid. Richard said that it was only fair, since he was the one to pay the rent and the food, and Maggie never helped, so Abby would have to help pay. But if that was true, then how come she was the one who usually bought their food, and he bought the alcohol?
It was almost 11 when she got home. Walking into the dark apartment, she tried to be as quiet as possible. She knew that Eric was spending the night at a friend's house, but she didn't want to wake up Maggie or Richard.
She was tiptoeing through the room. She was very exhausted and really just wanted to go to bed.
"Abby!" She stopped dead in her tracks as she heard his voice coming from the couch. Closing her eyes, she slowly turned around. "Come here!" She opened her eyes, and as she slowly walked towards him, she bit her lower lip. When she stood right in front of him, she could see all the anger in his eyes, and she began to feel the fear build up inside her. It was probably just over something stupid, like his favorite team having lost a game.
He started stroking the side of her face and pulled out her ponytail, making her long hair fall down over her shoulders.
"Let's have some fun." He began moving his hands down her body, but when they reached her waist, Abby grabbed them and gently removed them from her body.
"Maggie's here." Before she could do anything she felt his hand across her face.
"Don't you ever talk back to me you little bitch!"
Abby could feel her cheek burning as she looked down. "I'm sorry." Knowing what was going to happen, she could feel her eyes fill up with water.
Richard got up from the couch and grabbed Abby's upper arm so tight that she could feel the bruise forming, and pulled her after him into the bedroom.
"So since that stupid bitch, claming to be your mother, once again decided to leave, you're gonna have to do her job for her! But that's okay, cause you're a lot better anyway." Abby didn't do anything. She just stood paralysed, starring at the floor, until he pushed her hard enough that she banged into the wall.
"What? Am I supposed to do everything myself?" Abby quickly shook her head as she bit her lip. She was used to this. She knew what was going to happen if she didn't do exactly as he said. Slowly and hesitating she started to take off her shirt. But it was difficult when her hands were shaking so much.
"That's better. Good girl." Abby hated it when he was suddenly 'Mr. Nice'. Because in 1 second that could all change, and he would suddenly start beating her. She also knew he was faking it. He was just waiting for an excuse, didn't even have to be a good one, so he could hurt her some more.
She slowly removed the rest of her clothes, revealing her bruised and skinny body. He nodded towards the bed, and with small steps, Abby walked over and sat down, while trying to cover up herself with her arms. Richard just pushed her so she was laying down, and stared to take off his own clothes as well.
Turning her head, Abby starred at the picture on the wall, trying not to think about what was happening. She had stopped crying and fighting him a long time ago, knowing that it would only make it worse.
