Chapter Four
ALEXI'S P.O.V
After laying down for a couple more minutes I suddenly hear high pitched screaming and squealing.
I shoot up quickly in fright and-
*THUD* ow...stupid porch steps...
Now I hear shouting laughter. I haven't heard that in a while. Normally rich people don't bring their kids here.
Hmm.
The car that came up just before must have brought some kids.
Oh well. As long as they don't explore too much, they won't bother me.
I actually do like kids, but I can't risk anyone knowing about me or my hiding spot.
I sit back down again.
I kinda feel tired now...and I have nothing better to do..so I might as well sleep.
I pick up my small sack and put it into my lap, then cross my arms over it. I have to protect it you know! It's all I have. Even my one set of spare clothes is in there!! Yep, only one set of spare clothes. When I ran away I didn't take any clothes at all. Not a smart move on my part.
I close my eyes...and slowly drift off to sleep...
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"You're so worthless!" My Dad screamed at me.
He was once again drunk, angry, and taking his frustration on me.
I felt a sharp stinging on my face.
"Are you listening to me??" My dad shouted at me, before slapping me again.
"Y..yes.." I whisper in pain.
Another slap.
"You're such a worthless b*tch! You know that don't you? Maybe I need to show you properly!"
*CRASH*
My Dad smashed his empty vodka bottle that he was holding, against the wall. Then he picked up a sharp piece of glass and stepped towards me...
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I shot up and then shot back down again, with my chest heaving and my head hurting.
It was only a nightmare..only a nightmare...or actually, it was a daymare, since it's still daytime.
Ugh, my head hurts like hell! I shouldn't have shot up like that, I smashed my head right on the porch step above me! Ugggggghhhh. Now my head throbs. I'm gonna have such a huge lump on my forehead now!
I'm just calming down after that awful daymare, when I have another mini heart attack.
A blue-eyed face appears into my line of sight.
"Hey! I found you! Wait...you're not Zayn...who are you?" Says the face.
I just stared in shock and horror and fright and terror and...well, you get the picture.
(A/N) Oh no! Who is that??? :) Comment on who you think it is, and how you like the story so far!!!
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