Michael Pov

Later that day, I drove her home. She was frantic and nervous to face her father. I knew because her leg shook anxiously. I sighed then rested my palm gently on her thigh, rubbing it up and down softly to ease her nerves. I remembered how she chewed her bottom lip. I went to lay down on my bed and watched a couple of movies. I started zoning out of the movie and thought about other things. I thought about what is the next step in my career plan. "Would I start music again?" I sighed.

I turned of the tv and sat up. My back hunched over and my head in my hands. I loudly groaned and made my way to the room all the way downstairs. I sprinted down the stairs and smiled, pleasantly. After admiring my beautiful studio, I sighed and grinned. "Hello old friend."

Anastasia Pov

I was at home, but my parents weren't. Weird. I shook my head and relaxed myself. I went to take a bubble bath as I washed my hair. Shortly after, I stepped out and put on my lounge wear. I slipped on my slippers and went to the first floor. I looked around the living room and sighed. The place was a mess. Filled with bottles of vodka and beer. I also saw the broken glass near the bathroom door. I ventured to the supply closet and started cleaning.

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Michaels Pov

I sighed and laid back in my chair. I ran both my hands over my eyes and stayed like that for a few moments. I didn't know writing songs would be as difficult... I mean, I did it before. So far, I have the lyrics to the song, not the beat. I know I shouldn't be doing this, but I took a mental break. I remember the days when I would spend hours and hours pouring my soul into a song.

I made my way into the kitchen and made myself a sandwich. I turned on the small television located on the counter. I heard my phone buzz on the wooden table. I answered knowing who it was.

"What can I help you with Janet?" I asked. I was trying to eat my sandwich while talking at the same time. "I just wanted to check up on you... you weren't at family day." I nodded. "I was just busy Janet, there's nothing to worry about." I heard her sigh in relief while I released a small chuckle. After I put my plate in the sink, a loud, heavy knock screeched. "Hang on Janet." I walked to my door and looked through the peep hole. There was a large, angry man standing outside. I opened the door and faced him. We were both the same height so nothing about him intimidated me.

"Hello sir, how may I help you?" I said politely. He hit the side of the doorway, right next to my head but I didn't flinch. I re-adjusted my pose and gave him the "does it look like I'm scared?!" look and he growled. "Stay away from my daughter!" He said. I assume this is Ana's father because they share the same colored eyes. "Anastasia." I stated. "Don't mess with me... Little boy, you don't know what I'm capable of. I shook my head and eyed him. "Or what?" I challenged. He gave me an amused look and said "Then Ana will pay for it." Before I had any objections, he turned around and walked to his car. He rolled the window down and flipped me the bird. "Asshole." I muttered.

"Michael... Michael... Mike?!" Janet's voice screeched through the phone. "Damn it Janet, I have to call you back!" Before she objected, I hung up. I hand to find where Ana lived. I knew her father was going to do something because what I've done. I ran upstairs to my office, where I keep all my files. I hurried to find her file. I finally found the yellow folder that had "Anastasia Hynemik" on the front. I wrote down the address and headed for her.

Anastasia Pov

"When is dinner going to be ready?" My mother whined. She's just like an impatient 5 year old. "If you were a real mother I would be asking you the same question." I muttered. I heard a squeak from the chair and before I know it, my moms in my face. "What the fuck did you just say?!" She smacked me so hard and I just stood there, looking at her. I wanted to see what her next reaction would be. She simply pushed past me and went upstairs.

"Ana!" My dad hollered. I placed down the items and walked over to him. I stared in his eyes and it scared the shit out of me. His eyes were raging as he grabbed me by my neck. "Your going to stop seeing that guy, or God so help me..." Just then, he threw me to the ground. He kneeled beside and pounded his fist, all over my body. I could feel the blood erupt from my nose. I could even feel the bruising he left on my stomach. I didn't even have enough strength to scream. I couldn't even feel when he stopped. All I know was that he walked out the front door when he left. I was so far from consciousness by this point.

Michael Pov

I was now in front of Anastasia's house. I breathed in and knocked softly. Then, a woman in her late 40's opened the door. She was short, but not shorter than Ana. Her black hair was short, but she had dark brown eyes. Ana had hazel.

She smiled at me and creaked open the door a little. "How may I help you?" She asked. "I'm looking for Anastasia Hynemik." There was a panic look in her eyes when I broke the tension with laughter, her face relaxed. "Uh, she's busy right now "she lied. As she was putting on her robe, the door slightly pushed back and I saw a body.

Anastasia's body

I gasped and slid past through her. I went over to Anastasia's body and I just couldn't take it. I looked at her mother as she stood there with her arms folded. "Get out of my house!" She yelled. I shook my head. "How could you call yourselves parents, you and your husband!" I yelled. "You treat her as she was nothing-" "SHE IS NOTHING!" - and that's the complete opposite. " I said ignoring her comment.

"All I'm saying is that the way you treat Ana is despicable. She's scared to even face you, parents and their children shouldn't be like that." I said looking at Ana. I lifted her from the ground and began walking out the door. Anastasia's mother stopped me. "Your not taking my daughter anywhere." She challenged. I raised my eyebrow out of amusement. "Really, so we'll go to court and then we'll tell them that you've been beating on her, starving her, and holding her against her will." Her eyes widened with a tear. "Now, excuse me I have to take your "daughter" to the hospital.

She sighed and opened the door. When me and Ana were almost down the stairs I heard a faint sound. "Wait." She wearily said. I turned to look at her and she came to me.

"Take me with you, away from here"