IN NEED OF A SAVIOR

slowly into the hollow, muddy earth. It

be dry and her lips would crack in a smile, but it was not. The showers of the rain t

me. She had wished he'd died in a freak accident, drank himself to his death, and fallen from the top of a building to a bed of nails and glass. She had wished his sins caught up with him and that it

her had felt every pain, heard every word and seen every tear he'd made her shed, but hi

ground and she tried to distract herself with the sounds but all sh

your mother and your sister

ly one sitting by his death bed, even though she was the one who ha

. But she also cried because he was her father and even though he was the worst, he did not abandon her. Now, life was like it was years ago and she was lonely. She had thought with age, one would g

as the rain pelted down on the stone placed above his grave. He might have been the worst person, but he at least k

ediately left the scene before her to the men who stood behind her. Ther

said. She recognized him more than the rest. He was one of her father's closest drinking

ancing at the other men. "He just got laid, you

," The bigger man answered, of

sked, slowly settl

father owed our boss money," He stared at her intently, raising hi

M

Since he is dead and cannot pay, the

him then, dig out his body and do whatever you wish with it.

ands were trembling and he was being a big jerk doing this at

It is for my boss and that man is wicked. I'm sorry to do this to y

down her eyes. She hated how vulnerable she was at this mome

did he owe?"

r reaction would be. Almost immediately, her eyes shot open, tw

d he use the mo

it down. Anger coursed through her body like li

hought to herself, her body trembling from

es, his shoes, you can sell his body to get the money. Take everythin

, let's leave yo

all. The house, take it away." Sh

ing at them to give him a minute alone with the girl.

next to her and she raised her face to meet his. "But the person we work with has no care for that.

mother tonight, and stay there for as long as you can make money to pay his debt. You're still too young to face Martin's wrath, you're too innocent for the life he'll fo

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me, you animal!" Anne screamed, dragging a big

s ruffled by the breeze and her

yelled, holding Clara and Merida in both arms. Clara was sixteen then and Merida had just turned thi

ced the stray tear that slipped down his face. He noticed that she saw it and turned away from her, wiping it before

Merida tugged at her dress softly, earning a look f

don't know what you are saying. Dear, he cannot be your

s voice. "Don't let the child grow without a father.

ted before releasing herself from her m

o reach out to her daughter but the you

own peace," Mark said, holding Merida firmly behind his back. "Be a

ou anymore. You and your father can go to hell for all I care. I would never have had you if I hadn'

gave her a hug but Merida's ga

l protect you with my life

er as he promised, and neither had

her walked away without turning ba

many times that someon

he house. From where she stood, she could hear the sound of laughter, o

life of homelessness and aimless wandering, but Joh

ing no one would hear her. Her wish was short-lived as the door swung open to reveal a smiling fa

cing the bag of clothes Merida had on her. If she felt anything, she did the best job hiding it behind t

d homely but she wasn't expecting to se

iad of jagged pieces as Clara eyed

room with you." Anne called after he

or all I care," Clara screamed

ent of silence, she raised her head to look at Merida who was standing still with tears in her eyes. "Did your father not te