I ran up to the door to open it as fast as possible as I opened the door i only saw my brother and my mother but where was my father, ugh I hated using those words it felt so unreal i mean they dont act like family to me.
"Move little rat, I can't believe you haven't left yet I mean your just a nightmare maybe worse."
My brother was a little basterd but I never said anything about it otherwise I'd be in big trouble.
"Take our bags out of the car and take them to the rooms immediately!"
I ran to the car to grab the stuff.
Why was it so heavy and so so so much?! It was to much but it was expected. Boy am I glad the Nick left because I'd be in even more trouble but I really dont think they would know, afterall they're to busy sending me around like a servant!
I eventually got all the bags and loose stuff out the car and in the house but THEN ofcourse I got ordered to take it all upstairs and in their rooms. I was so tired at this point I didn't have the strength but I pushed on and forced myself and all the stuff up the stairs and into each room.
After I got it all upstairs I went down and I was about to sit when I got ripped up by my brother on my arm and let me say it REALLY HURT. What that violence was for I will never know but I got sent to make some supper for the two of them and my dad that was coming soon I could feel it.
I got some stuff out the cupboard to cook a generally big and tasty meal for them not for me because I was never allowed to eat with them because I wasn't considered family I was just a disappointment to them and a disgrace is what they always said I was. I mean why if i wasn't here they'd have to cook for themselves and take all their stuff out the car and to their rooms but NO I MEAN NOTHING! Not here.
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After about 15 minutes of getting yelled at to finish the food even though the food takes it's own time but nope it's my fault once again. I was done with the food and setting the table so got sent upstairs to my room. When I walked in I noticed the open window from yesterday's incident so I quickly closed it with some tape because the latch doesn't work anymore.
After a few minutes I heard a deep voice, it was the voice of my father but I didn't go down because I knew I'd get yelled at for the thousandth time tonight.
It sounded like he had a lag in his speech which probably means he's drunk again.
A second later or less than a second more like a millisecond! My door was smashed open by my dad's foot.
"Why didn't you greet me!? You haven't seen me in awhile the least you can do is have some respect for me after all I am your relative unfortunately."
It was always the word relative never father or dad or mother or mom.
"S-s-sorry."
"SORRY! What do you think that's going to help with you really are an idiot! You should be punished."
The next thing I know he starts to unbuckle his belt. He removes it from his waist and holds the ends firmly in his one hand. I started to shake and get very scared as he pulled back his hand.
"YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!"
*SLAM* his belt connects with my body with a great force!
"YOUR SUCH AN IDIOT!"
*SLAP* It happens again
"WHY ARE YOU STILL EVEN ALIVE!"
*BANG* It continues! I give a slight cry and sniff.
"SHUT UP YOU DESERVE IT!"
He hits me a last time and walks out slamming the door shut behind him. I squashed my face into my pillow as I began cry in massive agonising pain from my thighs.
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