Chapter 2 No.2

SARA'S POV:

I was sitting in my room doing my homework when the door open and my father came in all drunk and he said " Where is my food?" I said looking at him " Dad, I ... I forgot, I got busy with homework." He came towards me and slap hard at my face and said " WHEN I COME ALL I NEED IS FOOD TO EAT. YOU ALWAYS MAKE THESE KIND OF EXCUSES YOU BITCH, YOU WERE BUSY WITH YOUR WORK HUH!"

He pick up my books and started ripping them apart. I started crying and said " STOP DAD PLEASE STOP, I AM SORRY I WILL COOK. PLEASE." He came to me and said holding my hairs " I WANT FOOD DO YOU HEAR THAT. NO MORE GOING TO SCHOOL. YOU ARE GOING TO STAY AT HOME AND COOK FOOD. YOU HEAR THAT BITCH?"

I nodded and said " Yes, Please let me go, I will cook food. I ill not go to school." He let go of me and said " Good now move that shitty ass and cook for me." I nodded and head outside to cook food for him. I was cooking food when I saw a shadow at the window of the house in front of me. There was a guy standing there.

I look down and concentrate on my food. When I was done. I went to dinning table and put his food in front of him and said " Your food is ready dad." He nods and said " You are not going to eat today. This is your punishment."

I nodded and head upstairs and sat my bed looking at the second hand books that he ripped apart and ripped my future along with them. I fall in sleep. Next day when I wake up. I heard the horn of my school bus. I look outside of my window and my dad was talking to him.

I look away and head to washroom and brush my teeth and get fresh for breakfast. After that, I went downstairs to make breakfast. I was making breakfast when he came inside and said " I told them that you left the city and never coming back." I look outside from the window of the kitchen looking at the street that no bus will going to come at this place ever again.

" Move your fucking hands fast and bring me my breakfast." I put his breakfast and my breakfast in plate and head to table. When I sat to eat he took my plate and put it on the floor and said " Eat here not on the table you bitch."

I look at him and sat down to eat and that's when he said " Eat like a bitch with your mouth not your hands." I look at him and said " Are you out of your mind." He slapped me across my face and said " You are a bitch like your mother, You should be thankful that I didn't fuck you till now, because, I see your fucking mother in you."

I look down and said " I am not hungry." I stand up and pick the plate up and head inside the kitchen. When I came in I put the plate at the shelf. When he was done he went inside his room to drink more. I went in my room to make my bed and when I was done. I came down and start making lunch to save my time.

Once the lunch was ready. He came outside and said " I am going at work. Make sure to cook something for night?" I nodded and he left. I was happy that I already cooked and he is going to eat in night. I went outside and sat on the stairs of my house.