The Brave Soldier Girl

Chap.1 Same Old

Alexis POV

"Alexis!!!" My dad yelled out harshly. "Coming daddy," I shouted from my room. I quickly rush downstairs to an aggressive man rummaging the refrigerator.
"Dad, you call me." I said with a smirk on my face then brush off the invisible dirt on my jeans skirt."I need you to rush to the supermarket, were out of milk, " he said sheepishly.

"OK then." I stood there like a statue, looking surprised but then again feeling and being treated like a maid.
" why are you still standing there?" He stood up from the dining chair and yelled in my face.
"A..Aaaaa.. Ia," I stuttered.

"Get me the milk Alex, before I loose my temper," he shouted angrily.
"OK dad," I quickly said shakily.
"Good," he then shush me away with is hand as a dismissal. I quickly rush to my room, grab my bag and sprint downstairs.

I was almost at the living room outdoor when dad said, " O and while your at it ,get me a newspaper will you?!" I nodded y head and walk out the door.

I always tell myself everything will soon be OK but how could it when my own family treated me like a maid but more likely as if I do not exist.
I kept back the tears fighting to escape. I am so use to this I even try to prevent myself from having a panic attack after all it's been a normal routine since day one.
I catch the bus headed to the supermarket alter fifteen minutes in silence, I arrive at a big and well organized buildings stack with food people call the supermarket. I only had a few minutes to buy the milk before dad start calling me. I went to the dairy product area , took the jog of milk and then walk up nervously to the cashier, after cashing I rush to a nearby gas station called TEXAS' and bought the news paper as dad requested. I took the first bus back to Stanford ,my large and rich neighborhood.

As I arrive I was greeted by a grumpy daddy.

"Where is 'my' milk," he emphasize grumpily. "Here," I handed him the jog of cold milk.
"And what about my newspaper," he said looking annoyed.
"Here" I held the newspaper out then he quickly dragged it away from me and then went back to the dinning room sipping on a glass of milk.

"You may go now," he shush away
like a dog. I nodded then rush back to my room since I had nothing better to do but let out the lake of tears fighting to escape.

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I woke up at three in the evening and heard laughter booming from downstairs. It was almost dinner time and yet again I had to cook after all the only one in this house who can cook. I wash my face , dry it with a towel then walk down the staircase.

"I can't believe he did that, seriously sweetie, Did he ate you out?" Rachelle my mom ask my sister smiling. I was at the kitchen door peeping and listening to their conversation cause if I walk in , am sure I'll regret it.

" OMG yes, and it felt so good," Michelle my elder sister said soothingly.

" Really, omg.....I remember the first time your dad did it to-"

I drop the vase off the coffee table that splattered into a million pieces interrupting their intense conversation.
" You clumsy little bitch," my sister quickly turn around and yelled at me.
" Am so so sorry it was an accident, I didn't mean to do it, I'll buy another one I swear," I blurted out in a rush.

"No need for irony sweetie," mom said meekly.

My sister walk toward me with an evil smirk plastered on her oval face. I slowly walk back and prepared myself for her outburst.
In a rush she came in my face pointing her middle finger from left to right. " Who are you trying to fool?" She ask darkly.

"I was just-"

"You were just what pumpkin, eve dropping on my love life," she spat the words in my face literally .