Tough (Cameron Dallas Fan fiction)

CHAPTER ONE

ALEXA'S POV

As I heard the front door slam I jumped.

He was home from the bar. Drunk. And by 'He' i mean my pain

in the ass step dad Bryan.

I was terrified of him.

He moved in with us after my mom and his one year

anniversary. From there everything went downhill.

Let's just say he is the worst step dad ever.

But he makes my mom happy. I can't remember the last time I felt happy or even loved.

When Bryan came back from the bar it's bad news.

When I heard him scream, ALEXA WHRERE THE HELL ARE YOU. YOU LITTLE SHIT.

I didn't answer him I was so scared his voice gave me shivers down my back.

As I hear his heavy foot steps walking up the stairs I feel like it's just a bad dream and I can't wake up from it.

And I just want to curl up in a ball and die.

Unfortunately it's not that easy.

I started shaking.

Then as I hear him twist the door nob the door flew opened.

And came in a drunk Bryan with a beer bottle in his hands.

I AM SO ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY STEP DAUGHTER WHEN
ARE YOU GOING TO BE SUCCESSFUL. he yelled and his breath reeked of alcohol.

I got so mad at what he said. I suddenly got this hug boost of energy.

YOU KNOW WHAT BRYAN. SCREW YOU. YOU MAKE MY LIFE HELL, AND YOU COME HOME EVERYDAY DRUNK AND ABUSING ME. WHEN DOES IT END. I screeched.

What happened next I so wasn't expecting. His cold palm made contacted with my right cheek.

He Slapped me.

He never hit me before.

My eyes filled with tears.

ALEXA DONT CRY, STAY STRONG, DON'T SHOW WEAKNESS I said to myself.

I hate to cry it shows weakness if he knows it upsets me he will make it worse.

YOU EDIOT I yelled clutching my teeth.

The mark on my face is definitely going to leave a mark.

Thank god for make up.

Shut up you little shit he spat.

When will you get through your head that nobody likes you, you are worthless and will never be successful you spoiled bitch.

I was in shock from what he said to me.

Then he started kicking my stomach.

I was winded and I couldn't breath.

He slapped me some more and and kept kicking me in the ribs until he finally left my room.

I felt worthless.

I crawled to lock my door.

I was still trying to process what happened.

I completely just broke down and started crying.

I took out a box underneath my bed and opened it.

I've been trying to stop cutting but it relieves the pain.

I removed the bloody rag. Then I rolled up my sleeves and slid the cold metal blade across my wrist several times.

This is for Bryan
This is for being worthless
This is for being abused
This is for being bullied
This is for the kids at school
This is for being me
This is for being spoiled
This is for everyone

My wrist were coated with blood.

I took my rag and cleaned myself up.

Cutting didn't hurt anymore. It just made my arms numb and it relieved me of the stress and problems.
My wrists thighs, and stomach had so many cuts.

I put on my pjs and crawled into bed thinking about how shitty my life is.

I drifted off to sleep, thinking if I should tell my mom.

I decided not to because she wouldn't think her 'sweet boyfriend'would do that to me.

Screw my life.

A/N

Hello everybody hope you liked chapter one
Sorry if there is any spelling mistakes I am trying my best
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~🎀Alicia🎀