Chapter 47

Well, I've had those moments thousands of times. Right now for instance, I was wishing that I have an invisible cloak like the one Harry Potter had. I would throw it over me and walk away, escaping the evil look of my stepfather. One minute I'm here and POOF! I will disappear in front of him. He wouldn't know what happened. He'd probably think he was losing it. But those were just wishes that would never come through. So here I was standing in front of my stepfather, who has a pissed off expression on his face. I knew that expression so well that I instantly got scared. I knew he wouldn't hit me in a public place, but what if he would? What if he decided that he didn't care anymore? What if all the years of drinking alcohol had gotten to him? Allan then tilted his head and studied me. "I thought I told you to come back home." He said threateningly. I shook my head. "I'm not going back there. I'm not going to let you hurt me anymore." I said levelly. I tried to sound confident, but