SAVE ME

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Harmony pov-

I was woken up by my alarm at 5:00 am that gave me enough time to have shower and get ready for school, make everybody food and get out of the house before my father woke up. Reluctantly I woke sat up and turned my alarm off before somebody else heard it but as I did it a sharp pain shot down my rib and as I lifted my shirt I saw a large bruise that covered the side but that was just the usual so i put my shirt back down and got up ignoring the pain I felt. I got into the shower and put on so high wasted jeans and a cropped hoodie. When I looked in the mirror I saw a large bruise that covered my left eye and dried blood that was on my right cheek so I put on some makeup to cover it an went downstairs to make my father some food. Once I made the food I went to my room to get my bag and as I was about to go down the stairs I felt my hair being dragged back I screamed in pain as my father kicked me in my rib and I was so sure that they were broken
"You bitch your mom should've listened to me when I told her to get rid off you" my dad spat at me. I carried on feeling punches, kicks and slaps to my body until her was out of breath and he said
"Now go to school and keep you louth shut you slut" although I was in so much pain I was glad that it was only my body that he had hurt becaue I didn't have enough time to do my make-up again. As limped to school I broke down in tears so I turned around and went to the park and sat down at a bench that was infront of the football pitch. I've always had a love for football even before my mother passed away and my dad started abusing me, whenever that was a manchester united game we would always sit and watch them. My mother was beautiful I had her light eyes and she was peurto Rican and she had long beautiful wavy hair and I could understand why my dad was so in love with her. Not only did she have great looks she had a beautiful heart if anyway was in need or hurt in any kind of way she was be the first one to see and there was no pont in trying to lie to her as she would just see right through you. I was smiling at the thought. It felt as If I was sitting there for hours until I had a phone call and it was my dad and as much as I didn't want to answer it I knew that I had to or thing would just be ten times worse then when would already be when I got home. So I answered the call
"Why are you not a school you little bitch just want until you get home ill teach you a lesson and your just going to wish you were dead along with your mother" I almost felt as if I could see his smirk through the phone so I ended the call and tried to focus in the boys playing football but it didn't work and tears started to fall so I covered my face with my hands and let my hair down so nobody could see me. After a few minutes of non-stop crying I felt somebody approaching me and I knew that I couldn't tell anyone what was going on at home so I grabbed my bag and ran out of the park and back home where I knew that I would face hell. As much as I didn't want to go there I had nowhere else to go and this was my only choice.