"I will agree." I decided.
"And you know the consequences if you go against the agreement?" My dad asked.
"Yes."
"Willie, let her go." My dad said.
"Let's go little girl." My dad told me grabbing my arm and putting me on my motorcycle.
"Why don't you lead the way home Victoria."
"Fine." I mumbled starting my engine.
Once we got home we got into a huge fight about the situation, my grandpa Grim, then how grandma Adeline would have felt about all this as well. A punch or two was thrown, you know normal father daughter banters...NO, because this isn't normal. He holds everything against me!
"Do you understand how evil you are?!" I yelled.
"I am not evil you just have a stupid expectation for reality that isn't normal!"
"Expectation on reality? Please tell me you are kidding. Do you understand what you are doing to me and everyone is illegal?!"
"I can't believe how self centered my own daughter is." He said shaking his head. He wants me to blow up he really does!
"You are psychotic, insane, I wouldn't be surprised if it was your fault Jackson left and betrayed me."
"It is actually."
"You're a psychopath." I told in him in a way where it sounded like I was giving up. Because frankly, he is driving me insane with being insane.
"I prefer creative. My reasoning was that you had friends here, you need to finish school here-"
"You need someone to abuse every once in a while?" I asked.
"Ha, I don't abuse you, I discipline you. It's called parenting you selfish child."
"Oh yeah because you actually had loving parents who corrected you. Your father visited you once a year. Your mother let you leave from home and flunk highschool. Then got her rich boyfriend to pay your way into college. You're smart, you could do it. The thing you lacked WAS discipline. Also if I am so selfish, who do you think I got it from? I got it from you. You think you are so good you think you are a saint? Well, news flash Mr.Angel, you aren't. You are far from it. You wanna know why?"
"No."
"I will freaking tell you why!! I hold a bomb over my head. It's that if I tell anyone you abuse me they die. My loved ones die. Do you understand how that can ruin me? I feel like I can't get close to anyone or else they are done for, and what should I say when they ask why I don't let anyone close to me? Oh yeah sorry guys if you become my friend my abusive dad might kill you. Oh, but don't tell anyone I said that, he is very crafty in how he kills others. It is your fault! I feel like a slave that is not on earth for any purpose more than being a slave to my dad. You make Jackson not take me with him wherever he is, and don't tell me, making me feel useless and betrayed when it was you all along. You beat me up and people notice, asking 'are you okay' and I have to say 'I fell on my cat' just hoping they are dumb enough to believe me!"
"Well, you aren't perfect either!" My dad yelled slapping me in the face. "You nag on and on thinking you have some power over me, and everyone. You sulk hoping people will care, but they don't. Josiah doesn't care about you. He is pitying you. Sky-something doesn't think you're cool, she is intimidated by you. Anne of green gables doesn't think you are a perfect orange pumpkin sunday on a rainy night, she thinks you are going to hurt her. So she tries to get on your good side. That one other buff guy, he only talks to you because he is friends with Josiah. You have no one Victoria."
"I have Jackson." I mumbled.
"Who? Who is Jackson? Oh, right, you mean my eldest son who is now about to be 23 and just moved away from his dad. The brother who promised his little sister he would pick her up and take her away as soon as he could. Have you seen him lately? I didn't think so."
"Alright!" I yelled, "Maybe I don't have anybody, but fun fact lone wolf, I don't need people in my life. I am just fine on my own."
"Exactly." My dad grinned.
"What do you mean?"
"Join me and my crew. Gangs might not be your thing right now but you will adjust. You can marry Tyler or something and have kids and we can have a whole gang of family." My dad smiled with evil in his ugly brown eyes. No offense to anyone with brown eyes I think they look nice but I never liked his.
"Are you crazy?! NO." I yelled running outside. I had to get away. He swooped to marrying Tyler Di Angelo. How gross would Victoria Rose Di Angelo be?! Well, actually I would love to have the last name Di Angelo because Nico from Percy Jackson is the greatest, but that is only if Tyler was Nico and Tyler is Tyler. Also im a daughter of Hades so marrying Nico would be way to weird anyway.
I ran and ran and saw slight sunlight. It was probably about 5:00am.
I ran for about an hour and a half to nowhere. Josiah was suppose to pick me up at 6:00am to take me to his music studio so I could check it out and stuff. Ugh, I have school tomorrow which means I have to go back into that beer cluttered house. Not even home, just house.
I walked and walked till I noticed I was in Lonsdale. Where Rusty lives. I called him and asked him to meet me at Rupert's deli. He agreed asking if I was ok and I said no. I know it was stupid but he was the only person my dad didn't know I had in my life.
A couple minutes later an old beat up truck pulled up in the parking lot and he got out.
I ran up and didn't think about it, but I gave him a hug.
"Woah, woah." He slightly laughed as I wrapped my small really skinny arms around him. "What's wrong Victoria, why is your face bruised and red?"
"I am so mad at him, so so mad!"
"Who?" Rusty, ever so sweetly, asked.
"I can't tell you." I said with tears in my eyes and looked down. Then again saying "I can't tell you." But that was mostly me telling myself, questioning why I'm even here.
"Who is it? No girl deserves to be treated like that ever. I'll ruffle him up for you, let him know it is wrong. Whatever you need."
"Rusty, look at me. You can't tell anyone, don't talk to anyone. You can't ruffle his feathers, he is too strong. You are too, but I care about you too much to just let you do that. It is very kind but I can't. I'm sorry.'
"This isn't right Victoria, but I trust you. So I won't tell anyone." Rusty said in a sweet kind voice.
"Get away from the girl!" Said a loud voice that was just oh too familiar.
"James?" I questioned as I saw him and Josiah walking up. It was probably 7:30AM right now.
Rusty stood in front of me and stared them straight in the eye.
"Guys go away." I said as James grabbed me by the arm.
"What did you do? Drug her?"
"What the heck? No." Rusty said as Josiah pushed him back against the deli wall.
"I can't believe you would hurt such a small innocent girl like that. You should be ashamed." Rusty told Josiah with disappointment in his eyes.
"Yeah says the one who did it." Josiah said walking away.
"James, let me go he didn't do anything!" I yelled.
"Yeah I know Viki, it's ok to pretend he wasn't your abusive boyfriend the entire time."
"What are you freaking talking about?!" I yelled.
"What did he do to you?" Josiah asked.
"Nothing!" I yelled back.
"Throw her in the car she is probably drunk." Josiah told James.
"WHAT THE HECK JAMES DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" I yelled as James THREW me in the back of his car.
I sat there for a while looking out the window, then I saw a familiar looking neighborhood.
It was Skylar's rich neighborhood. "Why are we in Skylar's neighborhood?" I asked looking around.
"I guess the drugs are wearing off." Josiah mumbled.
"Josiah Carter King, I am not on drugs!"
"That's what people on drugs say." James said pulling into Skylar's driveway.
"Um, also people who aren't on drugs!" I yelled.
We got out of the car and walked up to the Willis household.
We all walked inside and I saw Skylar and Anna standing there. Ha, they do care DAD.
"Why am I here?" I asked looking at them.
"Because your abusive boyfriend was hurting you. It's why you weren't home."
"I don't have a boyfriend. That was Rusty Tybo. He is my friend and I work for his parents." I said rolling my eyes at them.
"I told you she didn't have a boyfriend James!" Anna said to James.
"Then why was she acting so weird and lovey dovey and happy at her party? Even I know she hates parties." James told Anna.
Then the Italian language bickering began and I stopped listening, and understanding.
"Don't tell me you like the hot goth teen who was helping your dad! You did seem oddly charmed when he gave you the gift from your dad." Skylar told me.
"Oh my goodness, the next person who tells me to date, marry, or like Tyler Di Angelo will get a frying pan to the skull."
"Wait Di Angelo, like Nico?"
"Yeah!" I smiled.
"Girls really can go from mood to mood in the matter of seconds." Josiah mumbled to himself.
"Anyways im leaving. Josiah care to drive me to my house?" I asked, and Josiah drove me.
In the car I asked him how he found me and I found out that he could track my phone. Creep. Luckily he promised not to track me anymore. I literally don't even remember giving him permission to my location, but whatever.
After getting to the house I snuck into my bedroom through my window hoping with all my heart that my dad wasn't home since I needed to pee really bad.
But of course when I walked out all of the guys including my dad were there. Ughhhhhhhhh.
Luckily I snuck into the bathroom without them knowing but what really shocked me was the blood. Everywhere.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" I screamed.