Chapter 1 SCARY OUTCOMES

" you little shit." yelled a man as he pushed a little girl onto the hard ground. She winced barely knocking over a stool yet the impact her fragile body made with the hard surface was enough to circulate pain all across her body.

There was red marks on her arms and faint scars. Her entire body was aching as she sniffed .

"how many times did I tell you not to fucking cry , huh?" the man once again yelled at her prompting her to apologize "I'm sorry." yet she couldn't keep the years from falling.

Abigail looked at her father only to be slapped across the face . She held her cheek, feeling it sting and knew there was going to be another mark there.

Her father pointed at her "look at me with those eyes again and I'll make sure to pluck them out." he sneered which made her flinch on hearing the threat. He didn't care that she was scared, he didn't care about what he was doing to her.

"stop it , she's just a child." someone yelled, although her voice came out weak and movement didn't appear to be swift,she managed to embrace the little girl as it to shield her from the threat "you don't have any right to treat her this way."

Joseph laughed manically, he looked like a mad man and scary that even Abigail couldn't help but sink herself further into her mum's embrace.

He grabbed a handful of her hair "be grateful you get to eat from my money you whore. Both of you are worthless trash, cheap even and neither of you have a say on what goes on in this house." he spat on her face before slapping her hard. The sound resonated across the room that had Abigail whimper.

Apart from the way her mother shielded her entire body, Abigail also blocked both of her ears, her body trembling. She felt weak , unable to do anything when this man bits her mother. In her mind, she swore she was going to do something when she gets older.

"clean this place up before I get back otherwise I might have to throw you both out into the streets." he marched out of the house. None of them said anything until they heard the door closing.

Abigail's cries sudden became clear, her suppressed emotions poured out uncontrollably.

"Shhh it okay it's alright he's gone now." her mom consoled, caressing Abigail's hair.

Abigail cried "I'm sorry, you got hit because of me."

"it's not your fault." the woman mumbled, a tear slipping, she didn't want Abigail seeing her weak.

The little pulled away , drying her tears with the back of her hand. Her face was red from crying. She took in the older woman's condition. Bruises on her face and the corner of her mouth. Marks around her neck and one could tell it was from a beating.

There was silence for the first few seconds and it appeared Abigail wanted to say something but when she didn't...

"come ,let's get you ready for school." they stood up from the cold ground and the woman staggered as her leg was hurt. Abigail noticed this and asked "are you alright?" nodding Anna assured with a smile as if to put the child at ease.

As Abigail got ready for school, Anna combed her soft black hair her gaze fell on her bruised and injured hands as she wondered the kind of future that awaits her daughter.

"when I grow up mummy, I'm going to make a lot of money." Abigail suddenly declared with a smile. This was her new resolve. She didn't like the way her father treated both of them and she did want to shed any more tears so her only option was to go to school work hard and make a lot of money to take care of her mum.

"I'm sure you will." Anna smiled and for a while it was as if their full mood as been lifted. Anna could tell that her daughter had dreams despite the hardships she was facing and she didn't want anything taking that away from her but things are more difficult than normal and no one knew what to expect of the outcome.

That day , Abigail walled home from school. Her bead was casted downwards as she walked by the side of the road. She got used to not having anybody wait for her at the gate to pick her up but usually her mother never fails to pick her up or at least send someone to do so.

Abigail decided to walk home on her own, she knew her way around. Events of what happened at school flooded her mind, it was a daily occurrence, Abigail was victim of bullying, she didn't have friends and wasn't used to talking to people either, not the way she talked to her mum.

She was the good student, always trying avoid trouble yet repotting the teachers whenever the students caused trouble which made her an easy target for bullying

Abigail reached the front door of her house noticing the door was sightly opened. She stepped in and the door made a light creak noise.

Her eyes scanned the entire room noticing that it was in utter disarray , her eyes widened in horror and her heart raced uncontrollably.

On the floor was blood. blood that didn't belong her. She trembled on the spot tracing the source the source of the blood to the lifeless body of Anna on the ground.

Whimpering filled the room as Abigail tried to suppress her cries and shock. A look of despair marred her face.

Anna laid motionless on the cold, hard floor , eyes wide and lifeless, blood trailed from her neck and there seemed to be an open wound on the side of her stomach.

Standing beside her was her monster of her father who grinned and feigned surprise " oh , you are back already? sorry you had to see that but there's nothing for you be so shocked about." She scratched the back of his neck.

"you killed her." Abigail took note of the knife in his hand with blood dripping from it

"so what, she was being so nosy and unbearable. You of all people know I have no interest in either of you. You've been a burden. Getting rid of her was no big deal trust me, soon you'll forget about her." he said smugly, taking one step closer and Abigail immediately stepped back.

"come here you little brat." he growled and approached her with annoyance.

Her instincts told her to run as far away as she could, but her legs gave in and she fell instead. Abigail cried "stay away." Her eyes fell on the knife in his hand.

"I should consider getting rid of you too." he said as if in thought.

Her eyes widened in fear, he was getting closer. he was going to kill her, this was the end.

"don't you run ,you scum." as he got closer Abigail childish mind began to picture the outcome of what would happen if he killed her with the knife. Her eyes fell on her mother who was dead and it was as though the woman wanted to say something to her.

"Mummy!!?"