The estranged family

Chapter 9-pain

Once he shut the door, he immediately pushed me into the wall. Pain coursing through my body

"You think you could escape me" He said kicking me in my stomach

"You think that man could protect you?" He asking hitting me again

"That man would never want a whore like you, a slut. You are nothing." He said punching me

He grabbed my by the hair and dragged me to the basement, throwing me the downstairs. I landed on my back, I was in so much pain, coursing throughout my whole body. I just wanted the pain to end.

I laid on my back for a while, trying to regain my strength but it was no use. I crawled to the corner, leaning on the wall, breathing heavily.

I forgot how bad the pain can be, I haven't felt like this for 3 weeks. I looked to see my arms and legs, there was bruises forming and I had cuts all over my body. 

I felt liquid dripping down onto my neck. I checked my head to see I was bleeding. Injury after injury, it will never end. 

I don't know how long I have been done here but it felt like hours passed. I hear the door creak open

Oh no, more abuse is about to happen

"Where are you useless piece of shit" He said

He walked down the stairs, and turned to me. He had a belt in his hand

"No please" I begged with tears running down my face

He grabbed the belt and beat me with it. He beat me 15 times, my body gave out before he even reached 15 but he still beat me. 

"Worthless slut" He said spitting at me

Everything hurt, even when I cry it hurts. I just wanted to go back to Tyler's house, to not feel anymore pain at that place. Either if I wasn't allowed out of the house besides the backyard and I was scared that Tyler would hurt me, they didn't though. They helped me get better, didn't hurt me. Giovanni was kind and he would talk to me a lot. Sofia would be interested about me, and Tyler, he was Tyler but he saved me when I was drowning and he let me into his home. 

I missed them even if I didn't know who they were. 

It was the closest place to a home. It isn't home, it was nowhere near a home but after my mom died I lost the concept what home is. 

I stayed in the basement for 3 days. No food or water were given to me. Every single day I was beaten, either punched, kicked, beaten with a belt, smashing my head into the ground. 

It was the 4th day I have been down here. I am so close to death, not giving up yet. I wanted to give up but I couldn't 

"Worthless slut, you will never leave me" He said smashing my face into the ground. He kicked me multiple times. I started coughing up blood, violently coughing it up. It hurt to breathe, to cough, to exist. 

I see the blurry vision of his boots walking away. My vision was spotty, I couldn't do this anymore. I wanted to be done with this pain, to see my mom again

"Sky, push through" the words of my mom said 

Those words kept repeating in my head. I slowly get up from the floor and crawled to my backpack. I reached in for my broken phone, grabbing the paper of the phone numbers

Tyler's p.o.v.

 I am doing late night work in my office. I was tired but still had to finish my stack so I am not swamped tomorrow. I go through my emails to catch up. I went through oldest to newest, responding to emails, signing papers and sending them back. I was exhausted and wanted to sleep. I looked to see one of the last emails I had to respond to.

It was the DNA test results

I opened it up reading the results 

Skylar's P.o.v

I called Giovanni first, hoping he would pick up the phone. He didn't pick up the phone. I then called Sofia, praying she picked up the phone, I need her to pick up. I need her to help me, I couldn't stay here, being on my last straw. Then I called the last person who I think would answer the phone, or who would care. I was praying and begging he would pick up 

Tyler's p.o.v

I look over the results, skimming through just trying to find if she was my kid or not. I read over the percentage of the DNA and realized who she was. 

She was my kid 

My child

I am her father

What the fuck?

I didn't know I had a child. Is this why Lizzie left me? Did she not think I would be a good dad? Why did lizzie leave, why did she do this alone? 

I don't even know how to take care of a child? I am not a father, I have a business to run, a normal and underground one. How am I suppose to take care of a kid? Luckily she's already a teen but that still means I have to take care of her. 

How the fuck do I take care of a teen?

I barely spend anytime with Arielle, mostly her mother in bed. 

I don't even want kids, it never crossed my mind to have one. I was too busy with the business, not wanting a pesty kid to bother me about their stupid project or their small cut they get. My father never pampered me or gave me sympathy. I was always given the firm tone, no emotions. My mother on the hand was the opposite, always there for me. Whenever I got hurt, she was there with the first aid kit. My mom would love for me to have kids, my dad pressures me into having an heir to the thrown, making sure there was someone their to take over. I would be a horrible father, making the kid's life hell. 

How am I going to take care of Skylar, I am not fit to be a father

My phone started ringing, snapping me out of my thoughts. It was a number that I didn't know.

"Hello" I said

coughing is what I heard.

"Tyler" the person said on the other line

It was skylar

I heard more coughing, then spitting. It had to be blood, she wouldn't need to spit it out if it weren't blood

"Please help" she said with her frail voice. She was in pain, I could hear it in the voice. Her voice was almost gone, barely over a whisper. 

What did Lucas do 

"Skylar" I said

No sound

"Skylar" I shouted

Skylar's p.o.v

I was praying he would answer. I heard the line go on, my hopes slowly being crushed. Right when I was about to end it, the line was picked up

"Hello" Tyler said

I started coughing a lot, more blood

"Tyler" I said

My voice was barely over a whisper, with the crying and screaming, I started to lose it. 

I coughed up more blood, spiting the rest that was in my mouth. 

"Please help" I begged

My eyesight becoming blurry and spotty, I couldn't hold it anymore. I was ready to go. I was ready to see my mom again

Third person p.o.v

Skylar's body was on the floor, the phone in her hand. Barely alive, not being able to hold it any longer. She was waiting to go, to go see her mother again

She was going to be at peace. 

A/n

Hey guys, hope you liked this chapter. What will happen to Skylar? Find out next time, see you later byeee

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