sweet sin (the devil all the time)

1. running

I winced hearing my mother and fathers girlfriend screaming at each other downstairs

I tried to get back into my book but my focus was broken, i opened my door as quietly as i could and took a few steps down the stairs

"W-we can talk this through" i heard my mother say shakily, i ran down the stairs getting to the bottom seeing the 2 women

The shot sounded off and i stared starting to scream, the blood had hit the wall, my mothers screams hurt me, i heard the car pull up in the driveway "Dad!" I screamed, bending to my mothers side

"Daddy m-mommy shes-" i struggled to get the words out as my father got in the door

"Mary..." my father stared at his girlfriend shaking his head eyes wide "g-go pack your bags" he stuttered

I craddled my moms head clutching it to my chest a few sobs coming out uncontrollably "What about mom?" I looked up at him

He walked over courching down infront of me and grabbing my cheeks with his thumb and pointer finger "go pack your bag" i winced as he gripped my face tighter "dont ask questions and stop crying, you understand me kid?" He snapped

I stared at him in horror feeling puke rise in my throat "Yes sir" i choked out trying to stop shaking, i looked down at my mother her blue eyes were bloodshot

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I woke up in a cold sweat i sat up crossing my arms over my body, stop faking this you dont need any more attention, i snapped at myself, i heard the footsteps coming up the hall, my father, i swallowed hard 3, 2, 1...

"Goodmorning darlin" my father opened my bedroom door popping his head in

"Sir" i stared straight ahead trying to relax my shoulders, just his presence made me nervous, i hated the feeling of being unsafe, then again i clutch onto the last little bit of the safe feeling ive ever known

"Come downstairs for breakfast your mother and i are waiting" he let the door open

"Yes sir" my father had remarried about 4 years ago, she was just as psychotic as him im almost 100% sure she killed her ex husband, the rumors got to much so we moved here, she has a gambling addiction but also a rather large inheritance, one of the very few reasons my father quote on quote 'loves her', its a match made in hell really

I got out of bed after a couple of seconds buttoning up the front of my dress going down the steps as quietly as i could

Anna jumped as i came into the kitchen "Morning kid were gonna have to put a bell around your neck if you keep sneaking up on us like that" she scoffed and watching me come into the dining room "are you excited to go to this new school?" She asked

"Yes ma'am" i slid my chair out trying not to make to much noise

"You know you havent said more then 2 word sentences to me since i met you" she took my fathers hand in hers

"More then i get aint that right darlin?" He asked smiling trying to make a joke, he sighed knowing i wasnt going to respond "lets pray" he put his hand palm up across the table

I bowed my head out of respect but i refused to take his hand, he may act all high and mighty but those hands will always be tinted in my eyes

"Lord thank you for grace favor and mercy, i receive your truth by faith and rise up by walking into my calling because i know your going to protect me and only allow me to say and do as you would, lord please watch out for my daughter today as it is her first day at school, we dont need no boys harassing her" he paused "amen"