A/N This chapter is quite a nasty chapter. i advise anyone who doesn't want to be upset not to read this as it is horrible in places. it's not graphic but suggests violence. PG 15.

p.s sorry in advance!

Alice walked into her house. God the place was a state! She dropped her bag at the front door. The living room was minging! Broken glass, empty bottles, dirty plates. Cigarette butts and ash littered the floor. Takeaway boxes littered the floor and she didn't even want to think about what the stains were on the walls. Being careful not to touch anything she walked into the kitchen. The stench of mould and foistyness assaulted her nose. She leaned over and opened the window at the sink. She also decided to do the dishes. She'd need clean plates for her tea tonight anyway so she may as well.

This place was fucking disgusting. Her dad was a fucking slob!

She ran up to her room and thankfully her sanctuary was the same as always. She grabbed the washing basket from the bathroom and took it downstairs so it stood in front of the washing machine. She put all her dirty stuff in and some of her dads. She was only putting them in coz there was room and she hated waste!

After she had turned the washer on and walked into the kitchen she heard someone stumble through the front door. She was about to go into the living room for the dishes that weren't broken when he father walked in and saw her. His face turned venomous.

"Oh the bastard child has returned!" he said heavily slurred.

She ignored him and turned the tap off and tested the water in the sink. Nice and warm.

"This place is a state dad. It's disgusting!" Alice said and looked at him in distaste.

"You see your dad in Scotland then?"

Alice was pissed now. "No dad unfortunately I'm looking at him. Mrs Carr told me the truth. Your just a jealous drunken man coz mum loved me more than you!" she spat at him. Her eyes flashed fire.

"You shouldn't have told her anything. Your mum would be angry that you spilled our family problems onto other people! It's got nothing to do with her Alice." her father said angrily.

Alice laughed though it held no humour. "She supports me. She loves me which is more than what you've done in the last 2 years. And as for my mum, you've got no right even mentioning her. The way you've treated me! Would she be happy with the verbal abuse you spew at me. Or the way you push me about and threaten me? I told Mrs Carr that too by the way how you push me and how you even split my head open on the corner on the bench. God I don't even know why I stay where I'm not wanted. Mrs Carr knows what a bastard you really are now though!" Alice said and felt great after finally telling her dad what she thought of him.

He stormed over and grabbed her by the t-shirt. "Get off me!" she shouted .

"I'll teach you to involve other people in family disputes!" he said. He backhanded her. Her head snapped back. She pushed him with all her might, his grip slipped and she fell on the floor with a thud. He took a step towards her.

"Don't you dare come near me!" she said. Although her voice was firm he detected a trace of fear in her voice. He felt a surge of power at the fear and smiled. His fists clenched and unclenched. He walked over and picked her up by her hair and put her in a head lock. She struggled. "Get off me!" she yelled and pushed her shoulders trying to remover her head. He had a strangle hold on her neck though.

"I'm gonna teach you a lesson for involving outsiders. When it has nothing to do with them."

He looked at the sink full of water. He dragged her over to it. He thrust her head into the water. He pulled her out after a minute. She coughed and spluttered. He pulled her face up to his.

"Has she learned her lesson? No I don't thinks she has!" he said quickly. He pushed her head under again and held her longer. He pulled her out again. Water streamed from her head onto the floor. She coughed and gulped in deep breaths of air.

"No still needs more!" he was enjoying this. Putting the little bitch in her place.

She braced her arms against the sink. He laughed at her efforts.

"Tell me your sorry and I might not do it this time." he said.

Alice knew he wouldn't do that. She wasn't giving the bastard the satisfaction. She turned her head. "Go to hell!"

She again braced her arms.

"You little bitch! Your not strong enough to fight me Alice!" and he pushed her head down hard. The force caused her head to hit off the plug and her face to hit the bottom of the sink. He held her under so long her body started to go limp and darkness started to descend. He released her and her body slid to the floor. Her back was against the cupboard door. She sat in the puddle. Water streamed into her eyes. She was gulping in air.

"You deserved that you little bitch!" he said to her nastily.

"Fuck you!" she breathed. He had been in the process of walking away but hearing that he turned back. It wasn't the first time her mouth had got her in trouble. She was breathing deeply and her legs felt weak. God Alice keep your mouth shut yeah stop provoking him! It was like she couldn't control her mouth! She thought.

He came over and picked her up by her jumper. Water slid down his hand as he squeezed it. She was in his face. Her feet dangled slightly off the floor. "You think this is the time to back chat me?" he asked.

"Fuck you!" she repeated. "I fucking hate you!" and she spat in his face.

He put her down and punched her in the stomach. She doubled over. He then punched her in the head. The ring he wore grazed her eyebrow and she felt a trickle of blood. She fell to the floor winded. Her father stood above her an angry look in his eyes and his fists clenched.

(X)

Alice sat at the kitchen table. There wasn't a part of her that didn't hurt. Eventually she'd realised to keep her mouth shut. Not before her dad had slapped her around a bit. Her jaw ached from the punch he'd gave her. Her eye had felt like it had exploded when he'd did it. That'll make it easier not to cheek him. With her jaw wired shut! Something weird had happened after he'd stopped hitting her. He'd left the room then 5 minutes later walked back in, She'd been sat at the kitchen table holding her ribs. He'd saw the blood streaming from the cut above her eye. Her lip split and puffy. The small of trickle of blood which flowed down her nose. He'd then looked at his hands and saw his daughters blood smeared over them.

"God!" he'd whispered. "What have I done?" he'd suddenly felt sick.

Alice had looked up at him. Her eyes narrowed. Her face full of hate. "Don't go asking for his help coz there's no way your going to heaven! Not after what you've done." he recognised the hate in her eyes and felt the venom in her voice. "And don't bother going to sleep tonight coz the second you close your eyes I will kill you! You can't stay awake forever!" she warned. Her eyes were cold and hard.

Her dad had left the kitchen at that point. He climbed into his car and drove away. She'd looked so much like her mother sat at the table but when she'd threatened him her face had changed and he'd seen himself. In the look in her eyes, in the determined tone of voice. He had to get out of there because if she was anything like him she would do it!

(X)

Alice was sat at the table and jumped when she heard the door slam. She lifted her shaking hand to her mouth. God she can't believe she'd just said that to him. She rubbed her hand to stop it form shaking. Honestly she thought she was dead there. After saying that she had expected her dad to kill her! She got up from her chair and got a mirror and the first aid box. She also got a clean tea towel and some ice. She laid them on the table and sat down. She looked at her reflection and winced. That bastard had did a number on her face. She grabbed the antiseptic wipes and dabbed the cut above her eye. She hissed at the sting. When her face was all cleaned up. She wrapped the towel around the ice and laid it on the table. She'd then rested her face on it. She held her ribs with one hand the other dangled lifelessly. She was sure she had the imprint of her dads shoes across her ribs and back. She was going up to bed in 5. She just needed to rest here for a minute. Josh walked into the kitchen. He looked at the water on the floor and across Alice shoulders. He looked at the first aid kit standing open.

"Alice you ok?" he asked acting concerned.

"I'm ok Josh!" she said wearily. "Just leave me alone yeah!"

"What happened in here?" he asked.

"Me and dad had a…. dis-agreement!" she told him muffled.

"Disagreement?" he questioned.

She didn't answer him. He put his hand on her shoulder and she jumped up.

He winced when he saw her face.

"Christ Alice what he do to you?"

Alice shrugged. "Don't worry about me Josh. I'll be ok."

Josh suddenly had an idea and resisted the urge to smile.

"You wanna drink?" he asked.

"It's ok, I'll get my own." she said and rested her face back on her ice.

"I'm getting myself one I might as well get you one too! Just sit back and relax - well as much as you can."

"Whatever." she mumbled.

He grabbed two cans from the fridge and snuck from the room. He ran to his room and grabbed a little packet of powder. He shook it and then went back down into the kitchen. Her head still rested on the table. She hadn't even known he was gone. He opened her pop and poured the powder inside the can. He shook the can mixing it in.

"Here you go." he said softly.

She raised her head. "Thanks." she said and took a long drink. She debated sips but that would hurt more in the long run. One big drink and It'd be over. She closed her eyes after her drink. "Aw yuck!" she said and stuck her tongue out. "That was disgusting!" she said.

He took a drink of his own. "This is ok." he said innocently. "You need me to get you anything or do something?" he asked.

"Josh it's ok." she looked at him. "I believe I could have been wrong about you. Since you said you wouldn't go near me you've left me alone. When your not like that you seem like a nice lad." she said.

She took another drink and shook her head. "Something has died in there I think!" she said. He smiled.

They sat in silence for a few moments. Alice head was rested on her hand. She was blinking a lot, literally falling asleep on her hand. Her eyes felt heavy. She needed to sleep. She looked at Josh and her vision blurred. She stood up on wobbly legs and walked over to the sink. She poured the remainder of her drink down the drain and felt a wave of dizziness hit her. She grabbed the sink which stopped her from falling on the floor. It was then she looked at the bottom of the sink and saw a powdery residue. She looked at Josh and saw him smirking.

"Josh what have you done?" she demanded slurred. She was struggling to stay awake. She tried to walk to the phone but as soon as she let go of the sink she slid to the floor onto her knees. She had to get up but her brain wasn't working. It was cloudy. Unfocused. She couldn't see she rested her forehead on the cold ground. She vaguely remembered someone picking her up and carrying her, she was then lain on something soft. The blackness surrounded her.

A/N ok people that was so horrible i know i tried not to be too graphic and actually cut alot of the nastier stuff out. this IS imporatant to the story. there is one more chapter after this one. then i''ll start typin my sequel as i've got loads of it wrote already!

i'm sorry :(