Alpha's Mute Mate novel Chapter 2

I had half a day of school today. So after lunch, I could leave but I hated these days because it meant more of my father. If he wasn't working which he apparently works with his friend. I don't even know what he works as or at.

I then had to take my detention good thing it wasn't so long and on a short day schedule.

I sadly picked up my things which were a book and my torn up backpack which I used for 4 years already.

I then started walking home, right now it was probably 1:30 pm since school ended at 12:30 pm today. I hoped my father wasn't home right now.

I start walking home, I walk for 4 miles. I can't take the bus because I don't have any money and my father never gave me money.

As I saw my father's house, I walked inside and went straight to my bedroom. He never tried to hit me in my room before I don't know why but my room was my safe place sometimes.

I heard the door open and I realized that my father was home so I got out to greet him. His rules are when I see him I have to greet him which is a bow on the floor as if I'm begging for my life. Then I have to get him a beer and if he wants food, I have to get him food.

As I handed him his beer he just got mad, "You worthless girl this beer is warm I like my beer cold," he yelled at me throwing the beer at my face it wasn't open so the whole force hit me on the face. My lip immediately started to bleed and I already knew I was going to have a horrible bruise.

"Clean up this bloody mess before I punish you again. You don't want that now do you." He looked at me with an evil glint in his eyes.

I started cleaning right away and gave him a cold beer. Afterwards, I go straight to my room and change my clothes because I don't want blood on good clothing. I then realized I did have blood on my hoodie so I have to wash it right away. Blood doesn't leave so good so now I will have bits of blood on my sleeve. Great.

After I put my clothes to wash and went to the kitchen to make him food. I made him chicken soup this time because it was cold outside.

I get to eat the leftovers but sometimes I have to eat something like an apple because he finishes all of it.

I place down the chicken soup on the glass table where he likes to eat and watch T.V.

I then went back to the kitchen and served myself some soup I made plenty this time and made sure it was tasty and hot enough for him I learned after my last mistake.

Flashback

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I watch my father spit out the soup I made him. Do you expect me to eat this? You stupid girl throw it out and make a new batch. Ok and hurry I'm starving over here." He then throws the soup at my face. I had a bit of a burn on my face afterwards. The soup was hot enough to burn me. I believe he was just bored and wanted to entertain himself.