I Am Not Afraid To Walk This World Alone.

Riley Hicks is a different type of teenage girl. She wants to fit in, but no one likes her. To get through the day of torture she suffers at school, she listens to the words of her saviours. My Chemical Romance. When listening to them, the school's horror fades away, but that all changes when she gets home.
With her mother gone from the fear, Riley is left in her father's abusive hands. But what will happen when she finally escapes, just to find a "stranger" that helps her...

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17. Chapter Sixteen - Why Bandit?

I am shaken awake by a petrified Bandit. I rub my forehead from a pounding in an attempt to make it stop.


"Riley? Wake up. Please." I pull my eyes open to see her eyes, large, round and full of fear. What have I done? 


I pull her closer and hold her in my arms. Stroking her hair, I look around the room. It's my room. The bed is still bloodstained from the knife and there is a trail of blood from the bed to the door.


"Bandit, sweetie, how long have you been awake?"


"I don't know. Where are we? Where's Daddy? And Uncle Mikey?"


"I don't know, sweetie. Don't worry, Daddy and Uncle Mikey will find us. They'll be here before you know it."


Suddenly, the door is whipped open and the smell of alcohol fills the room. I stand up and push Bandit behind me. No matter how much he scares me, he is not going to hurt Bandit.


"Who is he?" Bandit whispers from behind me.


"This is my Dad."


"He looks mean." I shush her and take a step forward.


"What are you doing? Why the hell did you get Bandit? You got me! Was that not enough?" I am enraged by the last words. 


I'm pushed to the side with ease and he walks over to Bandit picking her up with ease and walking out. I hear her start to cry and race towards the door, but it shuts in front of me. I slam my fists against the door and fall to my knees.


"You're a monster! You're a fucking monster!" 

I start to cry myself and rest my head against the door. I'm a failure. I was supposed to take care of Bandit for one night and I failed. There is no point anymore. 


I push myself away from the door and lean against the opposite wall. What the hell am I gonna do? I can't leave her alone. I need to get her. I need to help her. But how? Will they bring her back? Is she okay? I stand up and walk to the door, pulling on the door handle, I start to scream. I hear footsteps running up and step back.


"What the hell are you doing? I'm trying to do something!" Dad yells at me.


"What are you doing to Bandit?" 


"Jesus Christ, Riley. Nothing! Do you wanna come and fucking see her?"


"Yes." He grabs my arm and yanks me down the stairs. We are in the living room and I see Bandit sat on a chair in front of a camera. I turn to Dad, "What the hell are you doing?" I scream, willing myself not to swear in front of Bandit. He throws me down on the floor next to Bandit, I sit up and hug her tight. "I swear I will get us out of here." I whisper.

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