"m' your baby girl right Elvis?"
"Always my baby girl"
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In which little Amelia manages to capture Elvis Presley's attention.
Started: 11 August 2022
Finished: ~~~
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THREE DAYS, IT HAS BEEN THREE DAYS, since Amelia had meet Elvis. After Tom Parker showed up and pulled him in for a chat, she sat and waited for Elvis. She waited for him until she had gotten caught up in a large crowd of people that had decided to stuff up through the mirror maze. After that, she sulked and pouted - making her way to rejoin her sister and Charles.. Not happy with the situation at all.
She was having so much fun, why did Mr. Parker have to come and ruin it? She understood that Elvis was a star, he was busy and he probably didn't even want to spend his free time with a young girl like her.
The thought made her feel more pathetic then anything her father ever spewed and spat at her all the time. She was embarrassed at her own thoughts, she's just a little girl who's starstruck by the presence of Elvis Presley like all the girls who had been to see him sing.
That's all she would ever be.
She almost laughed at her self, here she was in her bedroom, moping over a rockstar who probably didn't even give another thought to her plus he probably forgot her name.
"Amelia! You disobedient fuckin' brat!"
It seemed as though every worry was stripped from her, her mind blanking as she heard the booming and slurred voice of her dad. His footsteps heavy in the hall as she rushed to the corner of her bed, clutching onto her teddy with a death grip.
Amelia knew there was a chance her father would find out about her going to the hayride, she just thought maybe she would get a little more time - by then her dad would be to worried about something else to punish her.
"Please, please, please..." She whispered into the bear, hoping whatever rain of hell he had planned for her would go by as fast as it would come.
It was quick, he was too blinded by rage to even began spewing insults, practically pouncing on her and dragging her off the bed by her hair. "What did I tell ya'? Huh?" He gritted, serving multiple kicks to her rib cage as she masked her tears with the teddy bear.
He didn't like when she cried and she refused to receive anymore pain and torment. "Ya' think i wouldn't find out? think you can just go on anywhere with that bitch you call sister?" She shook her head as he gripped onto her hair even tighter.
"M Sorry daddy, j-just wanna h-have fun." She hiccuped.
"Fun? Ya' bloody think running off with your whore sister is fun?" By now, the man was looking his daughter directly into her red and puffy eyes from the crying, she didn't know what she and Lily had done to earn so much hatred from their father but if he would just tell her, she would do anything she could to fix it - she missed how her father used to be with her.
She didn't know why he would beat her and yell so many hurtful words to her. She tried so hard to earn her fathers love after all these years that by now, she had given up. Everyday she just hoped they wouldn't cross paths in the haunting walls of her home, but her hope wasn't enough.
