"Oh Kitty Cat…"
The door knob turned slightly. I knew what was coming next. An image of my dad walking into the room flashed through my head. I quickly rushed over to the closet and hid in it. I left the door open a crack so I could what he was up to. I saw him looking around the room. He was pacing a little bit, but he finally stopped and it seemed like he was staring straight at me.
"Oh Kitty Cat, I know you're in here. I just wanna talk to you."
I accidently stepped on something that made a noise. I couldn't see what it was, but it definitely made a noticeable noise. Other than that, I heard some mumbling coming from underneath the bed. Probably Jade. I wonder what she's doing down there.
Dad walked towards me. Or, well, the closet. He went on talking. He was getting really convincing too.
"Cat, I know I haven't been the most amazing father to you… is there any possible way you could forgive me. I want to make things better."
I slowly stepped out of the closet. I didn't want to look him in the eyes so I just looked at the ground and at my feet. The black shag carpet tickled in between my toes. As much as I rid to distract myself, I couldn't.
"R-really?"
My dad lifted my chin up slightly so I could meet his eyes. He cupped my face with his huge man hands that had hurt me many times before. He had this really sincere look in those dark brown eyes of his. I think he might actually be telling the truth. But then again…
"Nope."
He tightened his grip on my face and threw me to the ground. I hit he bed post and saw Jade underneath of the bed on her cell phone.
"Stop it!" Jade came out from underneath the bed. I almost forgot that she was under there.
She came over to where me and my dad were. Dad was kicking me with great force. Soon enough, I was being pulled from the ground by Jade mid-kick.
"I already called the police." She whispered ever so quietly into my ear.
I nodded.
"What was that, Jadey?" Dad asked Jade. "What did you say?"
"I said you're a gank!"
Oh that Jade. Wait a second! Tori! I ran over to the door; my dad was right behind me. Jade tried to stop him by grabbing his shoulders. It didn't work out to well. He lashed around and slapped/punched her across the face. I couldn't tell which one he did. I'm pretty sure that it was a punch though. Poor Jade, she's going through so much just to help me out.
"Tori!" I yelled
Tori was on the ground by the couch. I couldn't tell if she was breathing from where I was, but she definitely looked unconscious. I rushed over to her and tried shaking her limp body. Nothing. I checed her pulse. There was a slight heart beat in her neck vein. There was a noise coming from behind us.
Jade was still trying to fight my dad off. Even though she didn't exactly look it, she was really strong. I ran over to help her, even though I doubt I was that much of a help. Sirens were coming from outside. The police. It had to be the police. What other car made that kind of noise? None. We just had to hold him back long enough for the cops to come up.
My dad was a really super strong man. If he could use his powers for good, I'm sure he could be a super hero. But that was highly unlikely, considering how he was acting so far. Yeah, he would make an amazing villain. Like the Joker or something. He was a pretty cool villain.
Me and Jade were thrown against walls, chairs, and the occasional Tori. Yet we didn't give up at all. If we were in any other situation, I'm sure that we would have let him get away. But since the cops were oh so very close, we had to keep him in this apartment. It was a necessity. This evil man had to get arrested. I was sick of him by now. Scratch that, I've been sick of him my whole life.
"Come on Kitty Cat, why won't you come home with me?" he said.
There was a hand gripped around my arm very tightly. Another hand attached itself to my other arm. Sooner than I expected, I was thrown very roughly against Jade's refrigerator.
I hit my head on the door handle, fell to the linoleum kitchen floor, and blacked out. The last thing I remember seeing was a bunch of cute guys barging through the front door.
