Hey everyone! Here's my Nick FF! Hope you like it. Please comment!!
It was exactly 6:49 when Rick Hunter walked in the door. His wife, Andra, was making dinner. His daughters were in the living room. 15 year old Julia Rose and 11 year old Catherine were doing their homework, while six year old Emmy played with her dolls.
When he walked past them, Emmy leapt up to give him a hug. Rick pushed her away. Emmy’s lip quivered, her face filled with hurt. “Oh, Emmy Lou, come here. It’s okay.” Julia murmured to her sister and pulled her onto her lap. It killed her to see the sadness is the little girl’s face, longing for the love of her daddy.
“Where’s the food?” Rick barked.
It’s um, in the fridge. I’ll heat it up for you.” Andra stammered. Everyone could tell he was drunk, and that meant a rough night for everyone.
“What, a man’s family can’t even wait for him to eat dinner?” he said loudly.
“Rick, I’m sorry, the girls were hungry I’m getting it for you right now.” Andra said, trying to calm him down.
“You pigs! I worked hard all day, while you three sat on your lazy butts! And couldn‘t even wait an hour!” he bellowed at his daughters.
“Yeah right! WE worked hard at school all day, while YOU went out and drank our money away” Julia burst. Rick turned a dangerous shade of red.
He slapped her across the face and she stumbled back. “You ungrateful brat!” he spat. He shoved her and she tumbled down the stairs. Cat screamed, Emmy started crying, and Andra turned chalk white. Hannah went to go help her sister, but Rick pushed her away.
Julia was lying at the bottom of the stairwell, crying from the pain in her leg. Will continued chewing them out, and finally, her stormed to his room. Cat and Andra dashed down the stairs.
“Oh, honey, are you alright?” Andra asked as she helped Julia sit up.
“No.” Julia said, tears slipping down her face. “My ankle.”
“Oh, Jules, sweetie you know he didn’t mean to-” Andra started.
Julia Rose interrupted, “No, Mom! He did mean to! Stop standing up for him! We can’t stay here with him!”
“We’ll discuss it later, come on, let’s go to the hospital and get your leg checked out.” Andra said, helping Julia up. They went to the hospital, using the excuse that Julia Rose simply fell down the stairs. She came home with a blue cast from her foot almost to her knee, and on crutches.
Rick was sleeping it off when they got home. "Ok, I've beeen thinking about what you said, Jules.You're right. We can't stay here. I called my friend Denise, from college. We're going to stay there. Go, pack up as much as you can, clothes, and stuff. We're leaving as soon as we can. Just don't wake your father up."
There was a mad dash as they shoved thier clothes and other belongings into bags. They were quick and quiet. They loaded everything into Andra's cramped car, and escaped.
