Saving Allison

Chapter 27: Dad Makes An Appearance

So I have decided to give up on dating. Like I am perfectly happy alone and it's gonna stay like this.

I'm gonna own so many dogs and cats and they will be my company lol. And I'm gonna run my very successful vet clinic and all will be well.

And I'm gonna eat pizza and icecream and watch Netflix and life will be good!

I got this all planned out.

Anywhore, on with the chapter!

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Allison

"Oh Allison." My dad taunted as he stepped closer.

"G-get away from me!" I shouted as he gave me his sinister smirk.

"Come here sweetie." He winked as he took another step towards me.

I screamed as I shot up from the bed.

My breath was heavy and I immediately switched the lamp light on.

"It was only a dream." I said to myself. "Just a dream."

I looked to my right and saw Tommy smiling in his sleep.

Weird.

I quietly got out of bed and grabbed one of Tommy's sweatshirts.

I slipped it over my head and walked out of the room and down the stairs.

"Only a dream Allison." I mumbled to myself over and over again.

I turned the kitchen light on and grabbed a coffee mug.

After filling it with water and putting it in the microwave, I went to the cabinet and got out the hot chocolate mix.

I jumped when the microwaved dinged and I opened the door it.

"Shit that's hot." I mumbled as I saw my now red finger.

I grabbed a towel and grabbed the cup and put it on the kitchen island.

I smiled as I opened the hot chocolate powder packet and mixed it with the hot water.

After I finished mixing it, I grabbed my cup and opened the front door so I could sit on the porch.

The wind was blowing a lot tonight. It was a nice cool wind that wasn't too cold. It was perfect.

I love these types of nights.

Something about them is just nice and peaceful and-

I let out a scream as an arrow shot through my cup and got wedged in the door.

"Welp. It was peaceful." I mumbled as the hot chocolate landed on my lap.

I jumped up and ran for the door.

I didn't get very far as I felt someone tackle me.

"Hi sweetie." My dad sneered in my ear.

"You fucker!" I shouted as I brought my head back.

He cried out in pain as the back of my head hit his nose.

"You'll pay for that." He yelled as he sat back up.

I jumped up and tackled him to the ground.

"So will you!" I yelled as I punched his face.

I kept punching until I felt myself being picked up.

"Stop squirming brat." Thomas, the red haired guy, said quietly as he put his hand over my mouth.

I mentally laughed.