The announcer walked up on stage.Alright everyone we gots a special treat tonight! Well you all remember a Brittany Fretia? Well we all know of her tragic death but today we have got her daughter who is just as gorgeous singer as she was so please give up your hands for Hallie!He said and then stepped off stage.

Hallie had just turned 18 today and now she stood on stage. Her body had recuperated from the trauma she got when she had bee found by her father.Thank you, This song is called Tragic PainShe said.the song was all about her life, her father and the pain he inflicted upon her.

He was sitting at the back, a grin on his face, and for once he was actually sober. He was sitting far enough away and behind enough people where she couldn't see him, and he watched her. Something flickered in his eyes for a moment: Lord, Hallie looked like her mother. That could've been Brittany up there...

He sat and watched silently, listening to his daughter sing, now ordering some hard liquor and beginning to sip. Enough of it would kill the pain.

She finished the song and then took a sip of water.This next one is one my mother sang before her tragic death and murder!She said closing her eyes.then opening them.Ain't no other man.. Of course this was when my mother loved my father and before he murdered her!She then started to sing.

Thad kept on sipping, watching his daughter and thinking of better days, back before... dang, he'd never meant to hurt Brittany... it was never meant to go that far. His drunken rage had taken over. He'd only meant to teach her some respect... A tear rolled down his face and he wiped it away with a grimy hand. He hadn't even heard Hallie's accusations. He was too lost in his own stupor.

As he listened to her sing... oh it was that song... the song. Brittany loved it. She's sung it just for him and Hallie... kind of a family song. His listened to her voice and felt an old twist in his heart, lips moving unconciously with the words he knew so well as his head sank down onto his forearms. He was truly, solidly drunk, and soon he was soundly asleep, snoring with his head on the table.

she finished and then closed her eyes.This last song is called Revenge, For I will get it one way or anotherShe then began to sing this song with all her heart.

The barkeep here was very familiar with Thad, and knew all of his habits. So when Thad began to snore, he walked up to the table and poked him, rather harder than was necessary, to wake him. Come on, mug. If you're gonna snore, go home, don't do it in my club.

Thad scowled and muttered, sleepy eyes barely focussing on the man. Show you wereta put tha', boy. I'll.. And he stood to give the barkeep a good, hefty punch, but, being familiar with it, the man ducked under it effortlessly, watching with amusement as Thad overbalanced and hit the floor with a bellow that shook the rafters.

She finished the song and bowed. she then climbed down off the stage to freeze as she heard commotion and a familar drunken voice but shook her head and went to the bar for a soda.She sat down.

From his place on the floor, Thad hollered. Hallie! Get your ass over here and help me up! Don't you think you're getting away! The barkeep let him lay there on the floor, dodging the random blows the man aimed at him in spite. Finally, his voice took on a slur, and he spoke full of drink. Hallie... Hallie, baby girl. Find Daddy's pipe, would you? It's... gone, I can't find it. Do you know where it is? Baby girl... a pet name... one he'd used to call her, back before... back when she still pleased him. It showed how truly far gone he was that he used it now. Baby girl...?

She listened to him and when he used baby girl she was so tempted to go to him but she closed her eyes and squeezed them shut to drawn him out while she sipped her drink.She would not go to him. She couldn't.

Now her eyes shut tightly as he said all of these things and tears fell from her eyes. Her hands in fists as she tried tjust to ignore him but it was getting hard.

Still, still he kept talking, words growing more and more confused. You... baby girl is Maggie comin'? Maggie... an old friend of Hallie's who had often spent the night, before her parents became afraid of Thad's drunkeness. Yer Ma... baby girl there's... macaroni an cheese. Does... Maggie... is she cheesy? But... no maybe... we got nugget... chicken nugget... soup. Maggie... soup, she likes? An' Brittany... Britt, ma. She's... lord, so pretty, cornsilk an' sunbeam... baby girl... where's your... Maggie?

Tears stinging her face she stood up and went to him and aimed a kick for his face.Drunke4n fucking basterd!She growled at him.

The kick connected effortlessly, and he howled and waved a hand vaguely to push her foot away. Now, why'd you... tha'... Britt tha' hurt. Don'... don't be mad, Britt. I... I din' mean... please Britt. Sunshine... Sunshine... her mother's nickname, one he'd given her for her sunny blond hair. Now, in his drunkeness, his vision had blurred, and Hallie became her mother. Sunshine... please don't... flowers on the roof. And he grinned suddenly, singing in what would have been a pleasant baritone if not for the slur. You are my sunshine... my only sunshine...

She was in a very bad rage now and when someone tried to pull hjer away she just kicked the guy in the balls and continued.Shut your fucking trap your a piece of shit! Mother is dead you murdered her!She screamed at him and then aimed anothe kick at him.

Thad's face lit up as his daughter screamed at him, and he gazed up at her in disbelief, wincing as her kick connected once again. But his eyes never left her face, confusion in the deep blue. No... no Britt, she's... Britt you're comin'... home, you're home. Baby girl... Ma... mama'll be home... soon soon soon. Britt... tell'r you'll... home now. Home Britt, baby... baby girl. And his eyes were wide, gazing up at his daughter, and there was a sort of innocence there, begging her to tell him that what she'd said wasn't true. Brittany was coming home. She'd gone to get groceries, and she'd be home really soon. Something about asparagus, she'd said. Britt was coming home. Right?

she glared at him and rolled her eyes and then turned ot leave before he began to sober enough out to realize that she was there.

The barkeep made a gesture to his two burly guards: people he kept around to separate people in the infrequent brawls that sometimes erupted. They stepped forward, and each grabbed a hold of Thad's generous frame, hauling him upright as he gazed forlornly after his daugther, still repeating... Baby girl... where you going? Don' go... tell... tell yer ma... I lov... But as he said these last words, the men dumped him unceremoniously on the concrete outside, brushing their hands off before returning to the interior. They left him there, as it began to rain.

She didn't leave yet. She had gone out back and sat on the fence and just let the rain wash away her tears. Great they dumped him out hee.She just sat where she was but didn't move.

He just lay there, and as it began to rain, he began to blubber. He couldn't see Hallie from where she was, so he didn't hesitate in letting all the pain in his heart leak out of his eyes. If he'd known that she was there, he'd have never let go, but as it was, he was face down, tears running down his nose and face getting all blotchy. This was what almost always happened when he got really, truly drunk. Depression... it hit again. He could never get drunk enough to escape the guilt of killing his own wife.

She watched him and snorted as he began to cry. Did she care? No she just watched him.she knew it didn't take him long to sober up so she wouldn't stay long.

Boy, didn't the girl know her father well. He blubbered only for a few moments before he dried up, and the experience had partially sobered him. Even as she watched, he began to struggle to get to his feet. In just a few moments he would regain his posture, and if he found here there... well, she'd better run fast.

Damn she should of began walking sooner she needed to go past him. biting her lip she got up.She couldn't run in heels so she would just have to pray.She moved now comming up to his level but she continued on as quick as she could.

An ankle swam into his vision, and though he didn't really know who it belonged to, it didn't matter. He almost reflexively reached out a grubby hand to encircle the ankle. When he thought he had a hold of it, he firmly jerked his arm back towards himself to trip... well whoever it was.

She felt the hand and her body now tensed and her heart raced. She did not stop from being pulled and now lay on her stomach.She yelped but didn't move.She closed her eyes and cursed under her breath.

He grinned in satisfaction as she went down, and also at the fact that she didn't move. He had taught her well. There was still a slur in his voice as he spoke, but he was becoming more sober all the time. So... thought ya'd... get away from me again, miss. Lasted... what a couple months... and now... now yer all... legal. So I can... do whatever I wan'... to you. He clicked his tongue, and Bishop came toward them, having waited patiently outside for his master. Bosco was still attached to the pommel on the red leash, and he hadn't been fed much in the last couple of months. Just enough to keep him alive while Thad searched for Hallie. Persuasion, if you will. See there... your tricks... no good. I'll... catch you everytime.

He swallowed hard and glared as she saw bosco.Fuck you!She soon hissed at him.

He growled lightly and then whimpered as he saw hallie. He was indeed had only enough meat on him to keep him alive.

He said only one sentence. Get your ass on that horse.

She looked at him now on her back.NoShe studdered glaring at him.

A back-handed smack was aimed at her face, voice beginning to rise again. Don't press me, wench. I'll tell you once more. Get. Your. Ass. On. That. Horse. NOW! Before I decide that dog is a "vicious and dangerous creature", and needs to be destroyed for his own good. A grin split his face, for he had often used this with other animals that had "found their way into the house". A slight injection of certain fluids, and the animal was suddenly vicious. Vicious enough to merit being put down, and, if he worked quickly, he could cart them off to a shelter and have them destroyed before the effects wore off in three days' time.

He raised a hand as if to strike her again, though he kept it raised, as a reminder of the consequences of disobedience.

She turned her head with the slap and she glared at his words. But not wanting bosco hurt she stood up and shakily got onto bishop well atleast heaven would remain free.. She closed her eyes. focing teas back.

Again, the satisfied smile. He swung up into the saddle behind her and began to urge Bishop forward, arms tightly around her to keep her from attempting to jump off of the horse.

She didn't struggle or anything knowing it was useless.She forced tears way and just sat there.