Tips ✦ Wilkinson

☞F I F T E E N

Estelle Parker♕

Saturday, 6:38pm:

"Do you have to go? I'll be bored on my own." I pout, standing on the porch.

"Baby girl I have my own family to see," Sammy chuckles, tucking my hair behind my ear. "I've been here all day, they probably think I've been kidnapped." He jokes, I roll my eyes.

"Whatever, fine." I joke and turn around so my back is facing him.

I hear his footsteps, I look over my shoulder with furrowed eyebrows. "Sorry baby girl, I'll see you soon." He waves, walking down our driveway.

"Can I at least drive you home?" I ask, leaning against the porch post.

"It's only a five minute walk, I'll be fine, bye!" He chuckles before turning and starting his journey home.

I huff, already bored without him before returning to the family dinner which had just started after my Aunt Marie arrived right before Sammy left.

"So, Estelle, what college will you be going to?" My grandma Susan asks, her Italian accent still audible from her recent move over to America.

I look to my mom. "I uh I'm not going to college, I've decided."

"Why not?" She asks. "Your mother attended college."

"Because I'm not interested in going, I want to get a job." I answer, resting my chin on my palm.

The Parker family continue to chat about family stuff, ranging from children, to work, to finance, to funny childhood stories.

8:59pm:

"Mom please, I don't want to baby sit." I groan, holding onto her arm as she restyles her hair.

"I'm sorry honey but we need adult time, ask Jack to come over or what about Sam?" She suggests, I roll my eyes.

"No," I whine, stomping my foot. "I want mother and daughter time, you're too old to go out."

"Gee thanks honey, you sure do know how to flatter a women." She sarcastically says, I roll my eyes.

"Mom," I whine, wrapping my arms around her from behind. "Pretty pretty please."

"No." She says, grabbing her bag before hooking it on her shoulder.

My family left a few minutes ago and Mom thought up an idea to go out with John, Taylor left with Kevin for a night out so I'm stuck with Noah.

I pout, crossing my arms as she grabs her phone and heads to the door. "Honey cheer up, invite a few friends over." She kisses my cheek and leaves without another word.

"Puttana," I mumble, walking to Noah's bedroom. "Come on buddy, time for bed." I announce, picking him up to place him in his crib.

Thank God Taylor already changed him before she left.

"No!" He screams, kicking his legs out. "No!"

"Yes," I sigh, again attempting to tuck him in. "Noah keep still."

"No!" He cries, rolling about.

"Hey," I snap, picking him up. "Stop screaming otherwise the monster will come for you."

He immediately shuts up. Harsh, I know, but it's the only way to shut him up.

I lay him back down, kissing his forehead and turning on his night light before heading downstairs.

9:47pm:

There's three knocks on the front door, I jump up from the couch and venture out to the door to see who it is. Peaking through the peep hole, I sigh and quietly walk away.

Ryder.

As I return to the living room, he knocks multiple times again, even louder. I sigh in frustration, deciding it's best to answer him before he wakes Noah up.

"What do you want Ryder?" I sigh, opening the door just enough to pop my head out.

Pointing his finger at me, he grits his teeth. "Where is he?" He asks angrily, I furrow my eyebrows.

"Where is who?" I ask, gripping the door tighter.

"You know exactly who the fuck I'm talking about Estelle," he yells, turning red in the face with anger. "My son, where's my son?"

I roll my eyes, attempting to close the door but he pushes it all the way open; knocking me back just a little bit. "Ryder what the fuck," I hiss as he steps inside. "Get out!"

"No can do Estelle, he's my son and I'll take him whether you like it or not."

"You won't do shit-"

He slaps me, knocking me to the side just how he did with the door. I hold my stinging cheek and look back up at him, making his way to the staircase. I follow him, grabbing onto my leg but he kicks me away, hitting my eye.

But I don't give up.

"Ryder you're not taking him!" I scream, trying desperately to hold onto him in anyway to prevent him from walking up the last few steps.

At this point we can hear Noah's cries and pleas for attention, I grit my teeth and drag myself up the stairs, taking a shove from Ryder but successfully making it to Noah's bedroom which I protect with my whole body.

"I'll give you a chance to move out of my way Estelle, I've hurt you enough but I sure will hurt you more."

"Why are you doing this?" I yell, gripping the door frame tightly. "You don't love him, he doesn't even know you. You're just trying to break her, again."

"Because she fucking broke me," he yells in my face, leaning closer until our foreheads are almost touching. "She broke my heart when she left me!"

"You abused her!" I cry, intimidated by him. "You hurt her every night, of course she was going to leave you. She loved you, she loved you with all of her heart and you smashed it to smithereens."

"But she," he breaks down, crying. "walked out of that door and never came back, she didn't even say goodbye."

"The first hit was a goodbye, she knew she couldn't stay."

"I've had enough of your bullshit, she hurt me so I'm hurting her back now move." He yells, slamming his fist into the wall next to me.

"Ryder you don't have to do thi-"

He hurts me for the third time, punching me in the face. "Move Estelle!" He screams, but I don't move.

He's not taking Noah.

"Fucking move!" He roars, I shake my head.

His body shakes with anger and frustration before caressing my cheek. "You brought this on yourself Estelle." He says.

Right before punching me repeatedly, anywhere he can.

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Sad chapter I know :( sorry if this upset any of you.

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