Abby flinched as she watched Matthew raise his hand, unsure of what he was going to do. When his hand only brushed over her hair, she relaxed into his touch. Actually closing her eyes as she leaned into his hand a little bit. As his large hand ran down to the back of her neck, she felt really small in his hold but somehow safe as if he wouldn't do anything to ever hurt her. As he let out a strangled sounding growl, she gasped softly and opened her eyes in surprise. Her gray eyes stared down at Matthew's face as he pressed her lips to his, a sudden shock of electricity traveled from her lips to the pit of her stomach as they connected.<br/><br/>Slowly her eyes slip closed and for a moment, she let herself fall into the kiss. Moving her lips in sync with his, and even though she was so much smaller than him, their bodies and lips fit perfectly together. Like two puzzle pieces that had been missing from the puzzle till just now. Suddenly images of her father trapping her in her bedroom and forcing her to kiss him came swimming up to the surface of her mind. The memory burned into her mind like a brand.<br/><br/>In a second, Abby had squirmed from Matthew's very strong grip and fell back onto her ass. Panting and biting her lip to swallow the fear that came bubbling up to the surface, she stared at Matthew in shock. "I...I...I'm sorry... I can't...My...father...I just can't," she stuttered at first then finally just spit it out. Realizing she almost had told someone about her father, made her quickly stand up and bolt from the closet. Abby left her rucksack sitting next to Matthew in the closet, not bothering to pick it up in her mad dash for the school doors.<br/><br/>Bursting outside into the gray daylight, she ran for her car and slid to a stop next to it. Throwing open her car door, she started it up and got inside. In a second, Abby was gone. Gone from the school and it's parking lot. Taking a left turn as she exited, Abby slammed down the gas pedal and shot off down the winding roads. Refusing to let anything cloud her mind as she drove, she headed for home. As she pulled up to the creepy, old Victorian styled home, Abby shut off her car and sat there staring at the front door. The surrounding forest cast a dark shadow over her home, making it seem all the more creepy.<br/><br/>Time to face the beast. Pushing open her car door, she knew there wasn't a way in hell her father was going to let the phone call go and missing school go. Matthew's face popped up in her mind, causing her to stop at the front door. The way she felt with him was incredible, but that kiss...It was out of this world. Pressing her fingers to her lips, she thought about the kiss for what seemed like the longest time before she pushed open the front door. "You turned off your phone. And now you are skipping school?" her father's deep voice came from the living room. Wincing slightly, Abby cautiously walked over to the living room and kept her distance from her dad. "I...Uhm...Something came up and I had to leave," she said quietly, trying to come up with an excuse.<br/><br/>Out of her peripheral vision, she saw her father stand and begin to walk over to her. Abby knew better than to run away but she couldn't help taking a couple of steps back. Suddenly the stinging, overwhelming pain of something hot and sharp smashing into the side of her head caused her to cry out as she fell to the floor. A whimpering sob escaped her as she curled up in a ball to protect her vital organs as her dad took another blow to her, breaking on of her lower ribs. "Damn you, you ungrateful, little whore! I give you shelter and food and even a damn car! After you murdered your own mother too! I loved her damn it and you stole her away from me!" he screamed, grabbing a fistful of Abby's hair. She screamed and reached up to hold onto his wrist, squirming wildly to get out of his hold. "No, no, no, no, daddy im sorry! Please no, I had to, it was school policy!" she yelled back, tears streaming down her face. Her father began to drag her to his bedroom by her hair, a small blood trail being smeared over the floor leading to his bedroom from Abby's wound on her head.<br/><br/>His door slammed shut and never opened again until morning when Mr. Weathers walked out dressed in his suit for work. Then he left, not even looking back to see if Abby was okay. Abby didn't return to school that day, spending the day curled up in her bed, hardly able to move from the pain. The only thing that got her through was remembering the way she felt with Matthew... That amazing, world stopping kiss.