A ~Wish?~
Chapeter 1
“Where have you been?” His voice was scarily calm.
“I-i-i.” I just couldn’t find the right words to say or come up with. Liam is in my room. Right now I wish that the ground will open and I will gladly jump inside. His eyes travelled down to the white leather in my hands.
“Oh Brielle.” He chuckled darkly. “You know I hate it when you dissapoint me.” With each words he got up and took slow menacing steps towards me. I backed up against the wall in fear, feeling my heart pounding against my ribcage. I was cornered, no escape. The way Liam is approaching me felt life a predator slowly stalking its prey. My eyes darted to the door and I thought about making a run for it which I did.
Big mistake.
In a swift motion Liam grabbed me by my hair. I let out a scream of pain, trying to get his hand to let go off he death grip he has on my hair. “Do you think you can escape me!” He whispered harshly in my ear.
“Please don’t.” I begged, when I saw him holding up his belt.
“Too late Brielle, you have been a bad girl and now I have to punish you.” Liam pushed me to ground as he raised his belt. The first hit came so fast that I barely had the chance to dodge.
“You $tupid bch!” Liam screamed. “You will never disobey me again.” He swung his belt again, hitting my back.
“Please s-stop.” Tears were already streaming down my cheeks.
“You’re so ungrateful! I took care of you, fed you and you still have the guts to disobey me! I fucking told you not to eat today but you still had the guts to go behind my back and buy snacks!” Liam slapped me hard as he said that.
“I’m s-sorry.” I cried.
“Dmn right you are.” He snarled. “You are so stupid, useless, ugly, a mistake!”
I could feel my eyes water again, not because of the belt but because of his words. Am I really a mistake? Did my parents not want me? I stayed on the floor, limp as Liam continued to hit me with his belt. By the time he decided that i’ve had enough, he fixed his belt while I still stayed on the cold ground, feeling stinging pains all over my body.
Liam picked up the white leather and grabbed a fistful of my hair. I hissed in pain, my scalp was stinging. He dragged me to the living room and threw the leather in the furnace. I held my head as soon as Liam let go of the tight grip he had on my hair.
“I specifically instructed you to not eat food today and you went out and bought snacks, as your punishment for that you will be given extra chores and don’t even dare think of eating any food tomorrow.” I stared at Liam with wide eyes. What does he mean by extra chores. I sweep, wash the dishes, do the laundry, wash his car, take out the trash and cook. I possibly cant think of anymore chores I have to do.
“W-what do you mean by extra chores?”
Liam smiled smugly at me. “Like dusting the roofs and cleaning the basement.” I internally smiled, dusting the roofs and cleaning the basement is not a big deal. I’m even more happy about dusting the roofs, that way I can have an excuse to watch the stars. I frowned, realising that I won’t be allowed to eat tomorrow.
“Okay sir.” I muttered quietly.
Giving me one last smirk, Liam turned around and walked up to his room. I slowly got up but hissed when I felt a sharp pain in my left rib. I got the first aid kit and treated my wounds before heading upstairs to my room. I changed into my yellow pajamas and plopped down on the bed, as I felt my eyes getting heavy. I closed my eyes, falling into a deep slumber.
The next morning, I woke up by six o clock. The belt marks from yesterday beatings are already fading away, but that doesn’t erase the pain. I sat up, getting out of bed and made my way over to the bathroom, brushing my teeeth. I took my bath and changed into my grey sweatshirt, black leggings and a pair of white converse. I tied my hair in a high ponytail before heading down to the living room.
When I was done with the house chores Liam walked in, looking all dressed up. He was putting on a purple button up shirt with black jeans and a pair of black converse. His hair was slightly styled and jelled, hate to admit it but he looked good. Liam green eyes flickered towards me as he glared. “Are you too old to greet me now?”
“N-no sir, forgive me.” I said quickly. He rolled his eyes and proceeded to grab his car keys from the table.
“Am going somewhere and will be back in the evening, make sure to cook my favourite today and don’t you dare eat any food cause you won’t like the consequences.” With that Liam left, slamming the door behind him. I couldn’t help but grin as I stared at the door. I ran towards the couch in the living room and jumped on it, making sure to sit down and make myself comfortable. I grabbed the TV remote and scrolled through channels till I finally found a channel that was showing a netflix movie. When Liam was around I wouldn’t dare to switch on the tv, I love it when he goes out cause it means I’ll be watching enough movies. My favourite is ‘The witcher’
My stomach rumbled but I ignored it, keeping my face fixed on the television. I was tempted to go to the kitchen and grab a bag of popcorn and a can of coke but I had to stay strong, I don’t think I can take another round of beating.
After the movie ended I got up and waddled around the house, feeling bored. I stopped right in front of Liam’s bedroom. The only times i’ve been in Liam’s bedroom is when I usually clean it. I stepped right pass the room and decided to go to the basement instead. The basement was a little dusty which means I won’t have a hard time cleaning it. I brought out the box that contains my old toys and board games.
Sighing, I placed the box back on the shelf and walked towards my room. I sat down on the bed, playing with a strand of my hair. I really need to get a hair cut, I wonder how it will feel to have a mother gently brushing your hair. I hate my life, I don’t have a real family, no friends, no best friend. Why cant I just live a life like normal sixteen year old teenagers? I cant continue like this, I have to get out of here, I cant keep living like this. I just want to be happy, have a real smile on my face. Is that too much to ask for? Being in a foster care is way better than living with Liam.
I glanced at my now locked up window, I don’t know how or when Liam decided to lock up my window. I got up and walked over to the window, trying to open it but it was pretty useless. Great! Now my only source of escaping is locked. At least I can still go to the roof and watch the stars.
My eyes drifted to the wall-clock. H©ly marcaroni fudge balls! Its 5:30 pm! I ran to the kitchen and brought out the ingredients from the cupboards, used in making grilled chicken and avocado salad. I hate making this, how on earth can someone eat chicken and avocado together.
When I was done with preparing the food, I made a mouth watering custard overload cake for dessert. It took all in me not to take a bite out of it. Just when I was setting the food on the dining table, I heard Liam’s car pulling over in the garage. I scrambled from the dining room, going to the living room and quickly switched off the TV.
I stood behind the couch and lowered my head when I heard approaching footsteps from the porch. Liam opened the door, slamming it shut behind him before tossing his keys on the table.
“Welcome back sir.” I greeted.
“Where is my dinner?” Liam grumbled.
“In the dining sir.” Where else will it be the toilet? I snickered at the thought, forgetting Liam was in front of me.
He glared at me. “What are you laughting at?”
“N-nothing sir.”
“Good.” He strode pass me to the dining room. I carefully watched him as he took a bite out of the grilled chicken. Liam glanced at me and muttered something under his breath.
“Have you eaten?” Liam asked.
“No sir.” I replied.
“You can go and have something.” He grumbled.
“Huh?” I wanted to be sure I heard Liam right. Did he just say I can go and eat!
Liam glared. “Did I fucking stutter?”
“No sir.” I replied quickly. “Thank you!”
I practically ran to the kitchen and scooped some of the custard cake in a bowl, before taking a glass of orange juice. I awkwardly passed Liam and walked up to my room.
I sat on the bed and started eating, turns out I was really hungry. After eating I waited in my room for a while before going downstairs, and thank God Liam was done with his food. I washed the plates and went to the the storage room. I carefully climbed the ladder that leads to the roof and I sat down, watching the beautiful stars. It was so beautiful, the dark blue sky with white stars shining bright. I brought my knees close to my chest, cursing myself for not bringing a blanket.
‘Look at the sky.’ A voice in my head told me. I gazed up at the sky to see the stars shining even more brighter than before. A small gasp escaped my lips when I sighted something moving really fast in the sky.
Oh my God!
Its a shooting star!
I stared at it in awe, it was so beautiful.
‘Make a wish.’
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. “I- I wish… I wish I would finally be happy for once in my life.” I opened my eyes and watched as the star moved pass me.
I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling like things are going to be okay for me.
I will finally be happy.
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