Tangled Love

Walking home reluctantly, I turn the corner and take the chance to study our house. It isn't a home anymore. The front garden once full of beautiful blooming flowers that my father cherished is now strewn with rubbish and litter. I turn the key into the door and slowly push it open, trying to stop the annoying creak. The last thing I want is to wake the monster.

I know Trevor will be fast asleep in the living room by now. . . he has the same routine every day. I can hear his heavy breathing and loud snores before I even have a chance to step a foot inside. I imagine him snorting and rolling around in thick mud just like a pig and snigger, slapping a hand over my mouth.

He definitely resembles a pig with his pink bald head and round face complete with a stubby nose. I never understood why Mum is attracted to him...

Maybe it was his bank balance.

Trevor manages his own building site which was once successful but lately his business took a turn for the worse. Instead of doing something about it, he wallowed in his own self pity by drinking all day. Lucky me. Sometimes he'll get a large paying contract which means he's away from the house for a few weeks at a time which is absolute bliss to my ears. I'd eventually begin to relax and the nightmares would be less frequent but then he'd be back, wanting to blow off steam. . .

 his

in pain and whimper in fear causes even the quietest of children to protect their family. Trevor hadn't taken my courage well, his whole face raging with anger. I remember

people, especially the ones who prey on the weak and vulnerable. Trevor has always been a coward who preys on the weak. I know

Go to the police, they can keep me safe.

you're

I can’t go to the police, Trevor made sure of that. He'd constantly remind me of his police

face, eyes shining brightly from my torture. "And then,

officially trapped in this hell hole until I turn eighteen. I'll have no money, no family

in the face causing me to gag. I take a step towards the

My heart pounds as I slam my bedroom door shut behind me and locked the chain, something I had to install myself. No way am I letting that psycho have access to my room. It's the only room in the house that I can call mine. I've lost everything