Pure Perfection

JULIANA'S POV

I shoved my clothes into my duffle bag quickly, knowing he'd be back soon. Shoving all my make up and money into my purse, I started packing Estella's clothes.

7:55. Crãp he'd be back in 5 minutes.

I grabbed a sleeping Estella in my arms and bolted from the front door.

I sighed in relief as I began to walk away from my father's house. We were free, finally!

I didn't know where we would go, only that we had to get as far away from that hell hole as possible. Maybe I could stay at a friend house for a couple days, but then I remembered: I had no actual friends who'd be willing to help me

"Owww for fùck sake, who put that there" I heard a familiar voice groan. I turned around to see my father down the road, rubbing a bruise on his head after just walking into a lamppost.

Damnit! What was he doing back here so early. All I knew was that he couldn't catch me again. I still have bruises on my skin from last time.

I picked up my pace before I started jogging away. But, knowing my luck, I didn't do it without stumbling over and knocking down one of the trash cans.

"Juliana? What are you doing back there?" My father said as he saw me. He squinted his eyes go see me carrying Estella and multiple bags. It didn't take him long to realise that I was running away. And with that he began running towards me.

I didn't waist anytime and turned in my heels to sprint away from him. If he wasn't so drunk, he would've definitely caught up to me. This was the only time I was thankful for his alcohol addiction.

Estella stirred in her sleep at the sudden movement, but that didn't slow me down. I turned the corner and checked behind me to see if my father had caught up to me yet, but what I wasn't expecting was to bump into a rock hard wall.

Quite literally.

I rubbed the side of my head and winced at the pain. I stepped back to see a little bit of blood on the wall. Ouch.

"Are you okay? I just saw you walk into that wall" a voice said from behind me. Stunned by the presence behind me, I spun on my heels quickly, causing me to lose balance when a pair of big strong arms steadied me by wrapping themselves around my body.

Looking up, I lay my eyes on the most handsome man I had ever seen. His hair was a dark brown with curls that I was itching to run my fingers through. He had a sharp jawline with a light stubble over it, and full pink lips. He looked about 6'4, towering over my 5'3 frame. He had big, firm muscles that seemed to be bursting out of his tight suit. He was beautiful.

me and his tongue reached out to lick his bottom him. My lips

you okay?" he asked after what felt like ages. This caused me to snap out of whatever haze I was previously stuck

so distracted. I tried to escape the man's hold but he

father emerged. Puffing loudly, he grabbed his inhaler from his pocket and breathed

grabbed my arm roughly, turning me

He seethed. This was the angriest

tell him I'd go back with him and beg him not to hurt me, when the man ripped my father's arm off me and stood in front

case

had to raise his head to speak to the man since he was about a foot

Leave before I make you", he threatened. My father didn't need to be told twice, before

to do that for us" I shyly smiled

was nothing, where are you heading? I could give you a lift." He said nodding towards his expensive looking

had no where to go and I didn't even know who this man was, I didn't

replied, subconsciously tucking a curl behind my ear- a bad habit I tend to do when

frowned, almost as if he knew

thanks for you help but we should be going now" Gosh! I sounded like such a bïtch. I tried to walk away but

He gave me his business card and I apprehensively placed it in my pocket, knowing I'd have to much

it, don't hesitate to call me,

I heard him walk away, get into his car

her sleep. I smiled at her nickname for me as she still couldn't pronounce my

motel. It was about

the building were falling apart and the paint was peeling off the walls. It was hardly safe but it was the only place I could afford at the moment. We paid

to eat, I scrunched up my nose when it finally arrived. The smell of the sauce was awful and the pasta was stone

that I packed earlier on. I gave them both to

seeing that

before we left. And there are some more invade I get hungry." I lied. My stomache quietly rumbled, knowing it hasn't been fed since yesterday lunch, curtesy of my father's

sleep and wrapped her up in extra clothes to keep her

the floor as I took deep breathes. I

I frowned when I heard her muffled cries as I came up the stairs. My jaw dropped as I saw my father with a pillow suffocating