I was terrified all the time.

I couldn't go on like this. I was even afraid of my own shadow.

I heard a noise downstairs and I knew Allan was home. He was probably searching the cabinets for his stash of alcohol. He was more violent when he was drunk.

I heard my stomach grumbled again. I was really hungry, but I couldn't go downstairs, because he would see me and find a reason to hit me.

I really don't know why my mother had married him. What had she seen in him? I don't know why I ask that question, because I already knew the answer. He was rich and my mother needed the money.

Dad died when I was ten and we started to have money issues. My mother had to do something in order for us to get by, so a year later she married Allan. She didn't love him and I knew he didn't love her either.

Her Saving Grace

"That's not going to happen, Kayla. I have never lost a match." He said. His voice didn't sound boastful, he was just stating a fact. "Now, are you done with the questions, or are you ready to do some maths?"


"Okay, okay, I'm ready." I rolled my eyes at him and opened my book.


His tutoring session had finally began, which consist of him teasing and making fun of my failed attempts on some of the problems. He was also being patient with me just the same.


Yep, that has become the normal routine for every time I spent with Carson tutoring me.


WARNING: A small amount of abusive content!


A day has passed and now today was Wednesday. I was a little nervous today, because Mr. Malcolm had said we would be given a quiz in maths class. I know that I've been working with Carson on my maths, but there was still a far way to go.


Chapter 22