Darcey who goes through a tough time when her mum dies from cancer and is left with dad John, and soon through the many years of pain excapes the abusive parent and in a turn of events, meets a handsome man who changes her life forever...

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3. Fear:

I crawled back into bed, I wasn't ready to see him.

I woke again at 12:45.

I got dressed into some sweatpants and a vest top, shoved my hair up and didn't bother with make up. I took a deep breath and started walking downstairs, It stunk of bear and fags as I walked into the kitchin he turned around and slapped me, I fell to the floor bashing my head against the hard surface I felf myself fall what felt like forever then finally I hit the ground with a thud.  The pain in my head was horrifyingly painful. I quickly got up and ran upstairs my hand on my head, I ran into the bathroom and locked the door, I could see the bruses from the nights before, I turned to look at were I had hit my head I then realised my hand was cover in blood, I felt my eyes suddenly swell up with tears as they all trailed down my face.

I have to get away from here I thought. I ran into my room and grabbed a bag and stuffed all my clothes and everything i owned that was small enough to fit, it wasnt a big bag so i could only fit mascara,hair brush,sweatpants,2 tops and a underwear.  Once I was packed I thought about how I would leave without him knowing, I thought about saying I was going to the shops but he would see the bag, the pain in my head was horrifylingly painful It appeared that I had no way to get free.

I curled up into a ball onto my bed and sobbed, when I opened my eyes it came to me I would have to jump out the window, I thought it all through I would leave once he was drunk then if he heard a thud and went to my room I would just make a pretend body out of pillows and then I would have to run until I found somewhere to stay, I had only £30 in my piggy bank but it would have to do.


I could hear him bashing about the smell of alchohol was strong though the whole house. I gently pushed open the window and look down, it was a long way but I would have to do it, it was the only way. I shoved my bag out the window waited but he didnt say anything, I flung me legs over the window sill and took a deap breath this is it I thought no going back now.

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I jumped out the window and landed hard on the tiled flooring, it felt as though I had broken my back but I knew I had to leave and fast, he would notice sooner or later.  I picked up my bag and flung it over my sholders and ran I haden't planned a route or knew where I was going to go I just knew I had to get as far away from him as possible.

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