Vendora- chp1
As Val submitting herself in the cold darkness of her room hearing herself breathing made her feel even more lonely. Valerie skipped a week of school because the beating from her father was too noticeable.
Flashback
Valerie opened the door revealing her father quickly hiding something in his pocket ” hey val, how was school” he said while twisting the chair to face valerie.
She could smell the alcohol from miles away, ” uh..i-it was ok dad” she said closing the door her steps quiet as a fox in the snow. She knew something was up when he actually decided to talk to her today, usually,
she would come home from long walks in the park on school days and he would be there receiving or giving dom to a blonde with icy blue eyes that were always cold when she looked towards val.
He would swot her away like a fat fly and lock her away in her room. But her father broke her out of the trance she was in ” your school called today and they told me you missed a whole week of school” an error of silence came in and stood with us...Until I broke it.
“d-dad let me e-explain-” he put his finger up to me gulping down his beer. ” I think I already know,” he said while a stepped an inch closer to me “You’re skipping school to hide the beautiful masterpiece I created” what?
I frowned my eyebrows and scrunched up my face ” masterpiece?“completely confused.
“you call this a masterpiece,” I said raising up my sleeves and pants pulling the hat up off my face ” does this really look like a masterpiece to you father” he cracked the glass beer bottle in the banister and slashed it over my face and my arm.
Caution ( INVOLVES BLOOD)
The cut on my face was not as deep as the one that’s gushing blood.” get this cleaned up before I cut something else on your pathetic excuse of a body” I ran upstairs locking the installed lock I put on the door a couple of months ago.
I ran to the bathroom getting a wet towel and putting hard pressure on the cut, I hissed as I burned like hell. I wiped the blood away terrified, she runs to her drawer pulling it open revealing clothes old stitching, and....sewing needles.
She pulled the out and opens the container.
She grabbed the sewing needle that already had the string in it from previous sewing sessions.
She was going to stitch her cut back together she thought to her self as she poured peroxide on her open wound ” fuuucck” she in a low voice trying not to raise her voice as she grabbed the needle with a shaky hand and sat there gaining the courage to poke her self with the needle.
She didn’t have time to decide, she stuck the needle deep into her skin aching pain all over her body began to bang at her to stop but she didn’t.
Blood
Blood
Blood
That’s all she could think about. All she poked at her skin again pulling the needle thought. This went on for hours as the last of the blood that was on the surfaced dripped onto the cold concrete floor in her room.
End of Flashback
Her alarm went off as she sprung up from her bed hitting the alarm clock as it imminently shut off
" yo, what the hell am I still doing here in this house with the men that beats me every day of my life,” I said getting up throwing the thin sheet off of me.
I hear stomping when he yells from downstairs " when I come home this house better be spotless”
he walks out of the house ”and don’t go anywhere until I get back home " he said slamming the door shut
I sigh dragging my feet around until I realized something
“At this point, I will no longer let any male or female push my ass around.” I smile at the sudden confidence ", yeah I'm packing my shit today" I say putting all of my clothes in a pink duffel bag someone bought me a couple of years ago.
I pull out a black box under my bed full of money. Thousands of dollars all pilled up. I didn't realize I had this much, I laughed throwing on a hoodie, leggings, and putting on sneakers from my closet.
Sad to say those were the only pair I had. I put all of my hygiene things in the same bag with my clothes and hair products. I got the last bit of stuff and threw the two bags on my shoulders.
I practically ran to the door but not before opening dads door, in his room, a gust of warm air, sex, cigarettes hit me in my face. I turn to his drawer as my heart pounded sliding them open seeing the drawers overflowing with letters, from...
Vendora Agastein Levichi- my mom
I snatched all the letters from the drawer stuffing them in the bag closing it and turning on my heels.
closing his door and storming downstairs turning the door handle. " leaving huh?" I spun around facing the voice who spoke.
the blond-haired blue-eyed doll " ok look this is not wha-"
she walked towards me " just go get out before he comes back" my head couldn't believe what I was hearing. "bu- but-" she sighed once more " just leave before two heads are on a plater" she chuckled.
All the hate I built up for her slowly faded away, her heavy Russian accent softened " were you headed " she asked leaning on the door frame. I looked at one of the letters that were in my hands Italy, Trentino Italy she nodded her head in awe
"my pops live there " she sighs "I wish I could tell him how much I wished to be there by his side" I realized she was being tortured and forced to stay here just like me " you know you can run away with me " her eyes widen and a smile appeared on her face but it soon disappeared.
" no i-i can-" I pulled her hand in mine "it's our chance to escape come on, please " at this point my heart closed into her I needed someone right now. She agreed and ran upstairs throwing the little things she had in a bag. "The greyhound is by Walmart we need to get to the greyhound as fast as we can," I said walking out of the house and her following me " you have any phones," she said while tossing her 1phone 11 in the river. I took the little Andriod I had since 8th grade and tossed it.
Now we were really on the path of running away
Even though the bones that used to bond us together are 6ft below, they still find a way to dance there way into the night
-The Magnolia Academy
