(F/N) = First Name
(L/N) = Last Name
(Y/n) = Your name
(H/c) = Hair color
(B/n) = Bunny name (You have a stuffed bunny)
(Y/n) woke up from a light slumber. A second was spent questioning why she was awake, and then the jiggling of keys in the door was heard.
Father was home.
(Y/n) jumped out of bed, and pushed a chair against her bedroom door. Sometimes he came into her room…When he came home this late—her clock read two a.m. right now—he was angry. He had been drinking that gross stuff that makes him mean and angry—he called it a lot of different names, like beer or vodka. But it was all the same, it all turned him into a monster that hurt the three-year-old.
She was smart enough to realize when he smelled and came home late, she was usually hurt.
But not always. Sometimes he wouldn’t come into her room, just head straight to bed. Or if he did come into her
“You need somthin’ Bella?”
Her signature cat grin appeared on her face.
“Didn’t my brother, you know, say something special to you?”
You tilted your head to one side and lifted an eyebrow.
“Ummm, Not really why?”
Belgium’s face paled. If her brother found out that she almost spilled the beans he would murder her.
“Erm y-you have to take that up with him! Bye~” Belgium yelled while swiftly turning around and sprinting away.
You watched her figure quickly disapear and then you let out a huff. Those two were keeping secrets and being a wannabe detective, you decided to spy on your boyfriend. Just to see what was going on.
“You did WHAT!” Holland yelled at the shivering brunette.
She had rushed in the house y