Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead Chapter 31

Emma... Two Years Ago...

My eyes shifted between the stranger and my father while my heart pounded violently in my chest. I had no idea who the guy was or why he was standing against my father but part of me was grateful. No one had stood up to my father like that and it felt nice for just a split second. He didn't even know my story but he could see I needed help and that was all he needed to want to help me.

My father let out a wicked laugh and moved closer to the man who was

slowly moving to block my father from even looking at me. "Move aside boy. You have no business here." My father growled out.

"From the looks of things it's you who isn't welcome, so you should be the one who's leaves." The stranger said towering over my father by at least afoot. (*

My heart clenched tighter as I recognized the look in my father's eyes; I knew it well. He was livid and that always ended the same way...with me passed out on the floor bruised and beaten.

"T'll say this one more time before I show you to the door. Leave." My father said pushing the guy hard enough to make him stumble back a little.

Treached out and helped him steady himself but he continued to block Chapter 31

me. As much as I wished he could stay so I didn't have to face my father

didn't want him to get hurt because

ok. Go." I whispered to him and he turned to me and gave me

I shook my head and told him to go and I thanked him. He hesitated for

coward hurts a woman. You are nothing but a coward for hurting your daughter and if I have ever meet you again I will show you what a real beating is." The guy had guts that was for sure but I hoped to never see him again. That would mean

to my room closed my father stalked toward me. He reached out slowly and brushed a thumb across my cheek in a way that would seem gentle and sweet but only made

you were brought to the hospital and they noticed all the bruises on you they call people. People like social services and that is a pain for me." He leaned in closer to whisper

me in check. Once when I was nine or so I wandered away from my father in the store for a minute. The second I saw

would call the police. My father found us somehow and beat the woman unconscious before she could even leave the room. I don't actually know if

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continuing to go there told me that she was either dead or hadn't reported the assault. I tried one other time to ask someone for help and my father choked the man right in front of me and left the guy in an alley for someone else to find. My father was untouchable because he had the money and status to get out of anything. At least that is how it seemed. He would talk and brag about all the things he had done

away and resigned myself to the fact that I would never escape. My father was a monster of the worst kind and I was

from the hospital against the wishes of my doctors and dragged me home by my wrist. His tight hold caused my

learn. How many times do I need to remind you that you can't escape me? Even death doesn't want you!" He said with a sadistic laugh as we drove home, one hand tight on my thigh. Chapter 31

waiting

house in total silence and my father walked straight to the mini

course, I had to sweeten the deal a little. So it's a good

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