Playing on broken strings.

chapter 9

“Made me feel better in under two seconds but if im honest I feel better just being around you” he says before moving his hands from my hip to meet mine and he intertwined our fingers.

“I like making you feel better it makes me feel better” I say not taking my eyes of our hands.

“ARE WE GOING TO GET GOING ANYTIME TODAY?!” I hear Christian say from behind us was he there the whole time? Wow that’s awkward.

“Yeah yeah calm your man boobs Christian” Emma says making me burst out laughing as I lock the door making my way over to Justins car to meet the others.

I hop in the front with Justin and Christian and Emma are sat in the back.

I turn on the radio and to all our surprises Baby is on the ready Justin laughs and automatically shouts.

“WHO WANTS TO BE MY BABY!”he says laughing his head off

This is something he says at every show before singing baby.

“PIPPA DOES!” Emma screams getting a bit too excited.

We all burst out laughing and before we know it we are all singing it at the top of our voices.

“AND I WAS LIKE BABY BABY BABY OH!” we shout rolling down the windows we let the sound of our voices spill out of the car.

It was coming up to Ludacris’s rap solo and before I knew It I was the only one left singing well rapping I knew the whole thing and im not ashamed to.

Rapping the whole thing the guys come back in at the chorus before we know it the songs over and we are just left in fits of laughter.

“The classics are always the best” I say winking at Justin

He simply laughs and carrys on focusing on the road.

We were just about to pull into the Italian when I remember something about this particular restaurant.

*START OF FLASHBACK*

“Mom do we have to go out for dinner” Dylan whines in Moms ear.

“Yes Dylan hunny we do, your father wants to and we don’t want him getting angry do we?” she says in a calm tone.

Dylan simply shakes his head implying no and we all pile into the car waiting for my Dad to come out of the house.

We see him walk towards the car he gets in and shoves the key into the ignition.

He takes one look at me and straight away snaps.

“PHILIPPA JANE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE WEARING?!” he questions me anger in his voice.

“its it’s a dress that grandma bought me” I reply

“YOU LOOK LIKE A COMMON WHORE I SHOULD HAVE GUESSED GRANDMA WOULD HAVE BOUGHT YOU SOMETHING LIKE THAT SHES NO BETTER” he says before starting the car and driving.

I let out a small whimper trying to keep in my tears knowing they would not make the situation any better.

“Dad can we turn the radio on?” Dylan innocently asks.

“No” he replies coldly.

“Oh common Steve let the child listen to some music” my mom says instantly regretting her words.

“I SAID FUCKING NO I SHOULDN’T HAVE TO REPEAT MYSELF” he says shooting daggers at her across the car.

We pull into the car park of the Italian restaurant we enter the restaurant before waiting to be served.

“May I ask what your table name is registered under sir?” I waiter asks

“Morrison.” My dad says.

“okay will you follow me this way please” the waiter says indicating to the left.

We are lead to a nice booth we all take our seats before looking at the menu.

In public my Dad acts like a normal father this is where he really is twisted he acts totally normal In public but when we are home hes a monster he does things that are so terrible I cant even bring myself to write or think about them.

The waiter takes our orders before leaving again.

“Your meal was a bit expensive don’t you think?” my dad says to my mom.

“Im sorry if you didn’t want me to order it you should have said” my mom innocently says.

“I shouldn’t have to say” he says before I feel him kick my mom under the table.

This happened repeatedly throughout the meal if she said something he didn’t like or even ate her food the wrong way it meant a kick.

We stood up to leave and I looked at my mom’s shins…They were black blue and purple all over and she was having trouble walking out of the restaurant.

I linked arms with her to make it less obvious we just prayed that no one would look at us.

The journey home was silent not one word was spoken that was when I knew he wasn’t done for the night.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

“Pippa you alright?” Justin asks placing a hand on my knee I flinch at his touch.

“Oh shit” I hear Emma say now she must remember me telling her about this place and what happened here.

“yeah I’m fine” I say shaking off all feeling of worry and sadness

We get out of the car and head into the restaurant and wait to be served.

“hi my I take your name reservation? “the waiter asks.

“Bieber” Justin says.