Saving Me From Myself and Love (Complete)

Chapter 1

A/N:  Ok, I realized the first part was very short so I am going to try and make it longer.  I already have most of it written so it wont really take me long to do this, but I dont really know how long I'm supposed to take so whatever!  I am a liitle upset that the first part didn't get many reads so I'm hoping to get more this time!  Thanks to the people who have read it but please tell me how I did, it would be very much appreciated! :)  I'm done rambling.  Enjoy!

Chapter 1

I gasped and opened my eyes.  There wasn't a bullet.  Come on Jewel!  Fight back!  This is your chance!  My head screamed at me.  I drew in a deep breath and brought up my knee as hard as I could.  He groaned and fell to the ground.  I took this chance and kicked him in the face so he went flying back onto his back.  "I hate you!"  I yelled before I ran out of my room to my mother.

Her lips were turning blue, and she was shaking uncontrollably.  "Mom, are you okay?"

I tried to keep my tears away, but they came so fast I couldn't stop them.

"I know I haven't said this in a long time, but I love you Jewel.  I love you so much, and I'm sorry I let all of this happen."

"No mom, it's okay.  I love you too."  Her eyes closed and she let out a long breath.  I cried more and then I felt my hair being tugged.

"You piece of shit!"

I screamed and tried to pry his hand off of me.  "Let me go!"

Just then, the front door opened.  I looked over to see a man standing at the door.  His face was in pure shock and disbelief.

 

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He stood there motionless for a few moments and a confused expression crossed his face before it turned hard. I pleaded to him with my eyes, I tried to get him to help me, but he wouldn't move.

Finally I had, had enough. I screamed as loud as I could feeling all my rage build inside of me burst. All the hatred I felt for this man called my father, all the sadness that I pushed deep inside of me came to the surface. If he was going to kill me, then I was going to make sure to bring him down with me.  This fucker was not going to live past tonight.

Tears stream down my face while my father laughing in my face. I pushed my foot back as far as I could, and brought it back to him where the sun don’t shine. He let go of my hair immediately and dropped to his knees. I brought my knee to his face and heard a satisfying crack. I knew I had broken his nose. He brought his hands to his face, but it was no use, the blood was coming out fast.

"I hate you!" I screamed at him and then drop kicked him. He fell sideways and I started to kick him repeatedly in the stomach and chest until he started to cough up blood. I looked around and saw the gun he had in his hands. I grabbed it quickly and pointed it at his face.

"Please don't! I will do anything! Don't shoot me!" Was he seriously begging for his useless, unimportant life? I snorted and pulled the trigger.

Before I could react, the man had run to me and pushed my arm so it was no longer pointed at my father’s head.  The gun had shot beside my father’s head.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?" I screamed in rage. This man had just made me lose my chance at killing my worthless father!