I screamed as my mother's hand came down one again, searing another red handprint into the flesh. This wasn't the first time I had been hit, and it definitely wouldn't be the last.
"I'm sorry Mommy," I sobbed between smacks, "I won't do it again."
"You're damn right you won't you little heathen! I told you not to touch my phone!"
Until she had told me I didn't even know what she thought I'd done. I had touched her phone. Daddy had. He had made a phone call to Uncle Daniel.
He hand came down again and again. Eventually I couldn't feel it anymore. I was numb and vision was starting to go white.
"Socrata, stop!" I heard someone yell. It sounded like they were far away, but there was no far away in the apartment. I looked in the direction of the voice. It was Daddy. The white that was at the edge of my vision made him look like an angel. As it was he was my savior. The beating had stopped. I held out my arms to him. He picked me up and held me tight away from Mommy.
"I'm not done with her, Dreilide," she said, using the look that made even her toughest soldiers tremble. Daddy didn't even flinch.
"Socrata, she's a child, not one of your Marines. You'll kill her if you keep on beating her like this."
"I'm not going to kill my daughter. I'm teaching her to be an upstanding citizen, and not a deadbeat like you. A man who thinks playing gods awful music will support his family."
"I'm trying to find a steady job. Its not easy right now. No one's looking to hire. I'm going to put Kara to bed, then we can discuss this some more."
I had no idea what my parents were talking about, except for the part about me going to bed. Normally I'd try to stay up if Daddy was home, but I was barely awake as it was.
We went into the little room off of the kitchen. It was tiny, just big enough for a bed and a toy chest, but it was where I could hide from Mommy. It was my safe laid me on the bed gently. I wasn't any pain, not yet anyways. I was still too numb. In the morning I'd feel pain, but for now all I could feel was Daddy softly brushing the hair off of my face.
"I love you, Kara," he said in hushed tones.
"I love you too, Daddy."
"You know Mommy loves you too, right baby? She may be bad at showing it sometimes, but she just wants the best for you."
"Of course Mommy loves me. If she didn't then she couldn't be my mommy."
"Don't ever forget that." Dreilide Thrace kissed me on the forehead and turned on a recording of his music. I fell asleep almost instantly, letting the lull of the music send me off to sleep, it promising a better tomorrow and the opportunity for me to play by my Daddy's side one day. It was a promise that was never kept. When I woke up the next morning Daddy was gone and the days got even worse.
A/n: This is my first attempt at a BSG fic. For now it's a one-shot, but I may make it multi-chapter if(when) I get bored and add some more. This is just something that was floating around in my head, so I decided to share. I hope you enjoyed and please review! If I know you like it I'm more likely to continue it. Thanks, Dephs