Chapter 3- Home Is Not Where The Heart Is
5:54 AM
I jumped at the sight of him with a wide grin plastered on his face.
"Hello, darling." He knelt down to my level whispering in my ear with a raspy voice sending chills down my spine.
The stench of alcohol was strong on his breath. I was shaking as I try to form words.
"J-James stop please." My words came out in almost a whisper. I tried backing away but he caught me by my wrist. He slowly pulled something from behind his back making me stop squirming and stand still. I was petrified, this wasn't the first time I was stuck in this situation.
Without thinking I kicked him in his stomach immediately regretting my decision. He fell to the floor with a grunt showing he was in pain, as a small sharp combat knife slid out of his grasp sliding across the old dusty hardwood floor.
I took my chance and ran, I ran to my bedroom shutting and locking the door gasping for air my heart was racing 100 miles a second making it hard to breathe. I froze when I heard loud stomps echoing throughout the house. I jumped away from the door hearing a loud banging coming from the opposite side.
Who is him you may ask? He is the one that caused me pain and misery for years. He is the one I wish was dead. He is the one I thought loved me. He is the one I thought I loved. He is the one I'm ashamed to call my father.......he is........
James
Hello beautiful people of the internet Jay here I just wanted to say thank you for reading my book it means a lot to me Oh and I don't know how long these chapters will be but I will try to make them longer!
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