tortured tutor (edited)

chapter twelve ⚠️

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⚠️warning: abuse

Skylers pov:
It was hard to open my puffy eyes but I managed to open them enough to see. I changed into some comfy clothes for school and went down to get something to eat. To start off a great day I had a huge surprise in the living room. On my way to the kitchen I saw my worst nightmare, my parents. I couldn't believe my eyes, my mom and dad were awake at 7:30am

"So you finally decided to come back huh" my mom said with a snarky tone "you should've stayed gone" my dad said. I just continued to walk to the kitchen, I had nothing to say to them. "Don't ignore us!" My mom yelled and ran toward me. She turned me around and slapped me across the face. I knew what was about to happen so I didn't fight it. My dad came in with a belt and he didn't waste any time to whip me. he pushed me to the ground and was choking me while I felt my moms heels in my ribs.

It didn't take long for my vision to get blurry from my low blood sugar. The last thing I saw was my dad grabbing a knife and I then I felt my leg stinging. I felt more and more stinging until I blacked out. All I felt were stings everywhere. I also felt my legs get wet. I open my eyes to see white.

abuse over

Was I in heaven, no I didn't deserve to go to heaven. As I was thinking my vision started to clear up. I could feel the cold tile under me and I started to move. I saw it wasn't as bright in the kitchen anymore.
I lifted myself into my elbows as I winced in pain, at my rib. My arms were so weak it was hard to hold myself up. I didn't want to look down at my legs because every inch of them hurt but I couldn't miss the red pool of blood from the corner of my eye. I look down to see that my legs were not wet from water but blood, there was cuts all over my legs. I knew that I had lost to much blood and I wanted to be safe so I walked to a alley to call 911. I would call as say I got jumped, so I wouldn't have to tell them about my abusive parents.

After about 10 minutes of blood loss an ambulance finally came. Apparently I had loss so much blood I needed a blood transplant. I got sent to the hospital and remember them setting me up to machines. Next thing I know I fell asleep. I woke up squinting to bright lights. I couldn't really see anything because I was being blinded by the lights but I knew there was someone in the room. My hand was warm so I guess someone was holding it.

"Skyler?" There was a quiet but manly whisper. I immediately jolted up which made me dizzy. "Hey,hey,hey,hey calm down it's just me!" I turned to see a face that made me feel pained, happy, broken? Ethan made me feel so many different things. Happiness that he was here, sadness because I remember I can't have him, angry because it's my fault he seems sad. I looked down to realize Ethan was still holding my hand but he quickly removed it.

~"What are you doing here?" I tried to make out but it came as a squeak. "The hospital called me, apparently I was on your emergency list." I mentally face palm myself.
~"You should go" I looked away from Ethan. "W-why" I didn't know what to say. I could feel my eyes start to water. Before I could say anything the doctor came in "hi Skyler how are you feeling?"
~"Um fine" "ok good, is there anyone we can call for you? A parent?"
~"NO!" I said a little to quick and loud,
~"I-i mean no" "ok well you'll have to take it easy for the next few days, and Skyler..."
~"yes?" I said worried. "I talked to this young man, Ethan here and he's going to be keeping a eye on you making sure you eat." The doctor said. I looked down, Ethan knows I don't eat enough, it's only a matter of time before he finds out.
~"O-ok" I said quietly "besides that you should be good so you can leave." With that she walked out. There was a pile of clothes for me to change into.

"Well I'll let you get changed." Ethan said standing up from the chair and walking out. I put on the clothes in the bathroom and looked in the mirror, the shirt they gave me was short sleeved so you could see my scars from cuts. I would have to hide my arms until I could get a jacket. There was also cuts on my legs showing but I could always make an excuse and say it was from me getting "jumped". I walked outside to see Ethan and we just quietly walked to his Jeep.

He opened the door for me and I quietly said thank you. I looked around the Jeep to see if there was a jacket or a blanket anywhere but nothing. I just crossed my arms hoping to hide the cuts. Ethan got in the drivers seat and pulled out of the parking lot. Halfway through the drive I realized we weren't going to my house.

~"wait where are you going?" I asked in a panicked tone. "I'm taking you to my house so I can take care of you."
~"I can take care of myself." I said as I scoffed. "Doctors orders" I just stayed quiet. What was I gonna do I needed to go home so that my parents wouldn't get mad. I'll just half to sneak out during the night, I thought. "Why did you starve yourself?" He broke the silence.

~"I didn't" that's all I said. "Don't lie to me I heard the doctor." I could tell he was starting to get mad.
~ "I ate breakfast everyday, and that kept me full" I lied, one banana wasn't enough to keep me full but he couldn't know that.
"Well you're gonna have to start eating more whether you're full or not" I sunk into the seat. I couldn't eat, I was already fat enough, my parents would make fun of me. We finally got to his house and immediately got out of the car wanting to be alone. As I was walking to the door Ethan ran up behind me and grabbed my wrist as I winced in pain. "Why are there cuts on your arms?"