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2. Wounds
Alice p.o.v.
I walked inside our bedroom and saw Bella with red and puffy eyes and cotton.
„Show me your scars." She whispered.
After an hour of beating i hadn't seen myself in the mirror but it had to be horrible because Bella's eyes filled with annother round of tears and God, was i sore. It was terrible even to walk.
„Oh, god. Was he drunk?" I nodded and touched my face. My lip was busted and my cheek felt numb. When Carlie was drunk he would sometimes move to the face. He usually only used this luxury when we were on summer or winter break.
Bella hugged me but backed away when i flinced in pain. She went to the bathroom while i undressed. She returned with a botle of salve to put on my wounds.
„Wait, I'll take a shower first." She nodded and i stripped my clothes complitely off. I stepped inside the bathtub and winced a little when the hot water touched my wounds. I saw some dried blood slide down my arms legs and neck. I was suddenly very happy because my period hadn't stopped jet. The thing i'm worried about the most. To be honest, the thing i was worried about the most was my nightmare.
I got out when the water started turning cold. I made a turban out of a towel and walked back into our room where Bella was waiting for me with her salve. She was careful not to hurt me but time to time i flinced.
„All done." She whispered and I crawled next to her in bed. „Good night! Don't let the bed bugs bite!" Bella smiled a little. „You too Ali!" she whispered bck and closed her eyes. I copied her actions and closed my eyes.
„Wake up!" i shook Bella roughly because the clock was allready 10 to seven. That meant that Charlie would wake in ten minutes.
When she saw the time, she grabbed my arm and we ran downstairs, careful, not to get the unwanted attention from Charlie.
The room was clean. And that was not natural. Mom was allready making breakfast and she looked paniced. „Get dressed, now!" she commanded us. We turned around to go to our room but the door banged open and inside came drunk Charlie. How he had gotten drunk before 7am? I don't know. Probably with his best frieand Billy Black. The man with a son called Jacob.
Jacob was just like his father, demanding, a drunk, interested in cars and evil. We used to be friends but he punched Bella when she said no to him having sex with her.
If i hadn't been there, she could've been raped or worse, even dead. I don't know what would i do without my twin sister. We were twins but didn't look like ones.
Charlie closed the door and shoved mom into the wall behind her by her neck. Just like in my dream. And that was when i broke. I had a panic attack.
„Nooo!" I heard Bella scream and Charlie turned his attention fully to her. He let mom slide down and reached for a knife. „You're next!" he threw the knife. I even didn't know how this had happened but i had taken a vase and hit him on the head so he passed out.
We were sooo screwed in the afternoon.