Chapter 2

Chapter Two

The day past by with no incident so far which was a small blessing. After I closed from the diner I hurried home to get ready for Cara’s party hopefully i’d be gone before Gary comes back home no doubt drunk and filthy as a pig, I’ve got no time to deal with his mess. I let myself into the house and it was dead silent.

Great.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I went upstairs to my bedroom. That relief was cut short as i stopped dead in my tracks noticing my bedroom door ajar. I don't recall leaving it like that when I left this morning. My heart began to pound in apprehension as different scenarios began playing in my head until I felt light headed. A little voice at the back of my head warned me not to go close, it warned me to stay away, turn back and run but I dismissed it as simply paranoia on my part. Steeling myself, I went forward and pushed the door open all the way. 

To my surprise Gary was there.

I looked from his face to the wads of money he had in his hands to the pink piggy bank smashed on the ground.

My money. 

All of my hard work , my blood and sweat were in his hands right now. 

“oh good you’re home Kyra, I was going to borrow some of your cash.” Gary said.

Borrow? He’s got my entire savings in his hand and that made me angry. Angry at the fact that he had the gall to come into my bedroom and take the money I had been working hard to save as a backup in case he squandered my mom's savings. How did he know where I kept the piggy bank hidden, it was somewhere out of sight, somewhere someone like him wouldn't even think to look but it appears I was wrong I thought as I took in the sorry state of my bedroom which looked like it’d been hit by a hurricane. 

“hand the money over.” I said. I was too angry to care about respect; not that he deserved any.

He snorted. “I put a roof over your head so I have a right to some of this money.”

“you must be out of your mind!” I said. “after mom died not a single cent of yours went to mortgage for the house, I worked my butt off for that money so hand it over Gary.” I went to grab the cash but he pulled it away from me.

“tsk, if your mom could see you right now, how much disrespect you’ve been showing me...”

“don't you dare bring my mom into this, you’ve done nothing but made her miserable since the day she married you.” I bit back.

He grabbed my face with his one hand, his fingers digging into my jaw. “your mother was a good woman, I wish you’d died in her stead then I wouldn't be so miserable. But even in death she still did something good for me by not putting your college tuition in a trust fund but a some little savings account. “

I froze. Completely stopped moving at the implication of what he just said. “you wouldn't dare.”

He laughed mirthlessly shoving me backwards, I landed on the hard floor with my butt.

“oh I did dare, there’s nothing left of it.” 

Angry tears burned my eyes at his confession. That money was my only hope, my salvation and now it's gone all of it. My backup is about to go too but I wasn't going to let that happen. Damn you mom, why did you have to trust someone like him?

I picked myself off from the floor and went after him. “how dare you!?” i yelled drawing my fist back and punched him in the face. I continued to hit him in my rage. “that money was mine, my mom left that money for me! You are nothing but a sleazy, filthy scum, a good for nothing drunk!”

He caught both of my hands to stop the onslaught, the money long discarded and his palm connected with the side of my face in a sickening loud crack and I reared back hitting my side against the edge of the table. 

“you little bitch! you dare hit me?” he kicked his foot into my stomach and I double over gasping out in pain. 

He didn't stop there, he was screaming in my face while his fist and foot came down on me in series of blows. I could barely shield myself and I was screaming in pain, I was crying and begging him to stop.

He stopped when his phone began to ring and he fished it out from his pants pocket and placed it against his ear. He listened to whoever was on the other end. After he was done he turned those dark murderous eyes to me and a whimper escaped my split lips. 

“you’ve always been useless to me and i’ve been looking for ways  to get rid of you and now i’ve found a way.” His eyes glinted with mirth and I recoiled, whatever sinister plan he’s thought of couldn't be anything good. “you should be glad to know that i’ve found a better use for you.” He crooned and my stomach churned. He started to walk towards me and i began to shake my head.

“no.”

I crawled backwards to get away from him, I could barely move from the pain.  “please don't.” I pleaded but it fell on deaf ears. I opened my mouth to scream as he fisted his hand and when the hand came down I blacked out from the blow.