Dad? [zayn malik ddm fanfiction]

Chapter 9// Blades

        AN: TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T READ THIS IF YOU MIGHT BE TRIGGERED!!!

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Monday morning, my worst enemy. As i  get ready for school, i remember how i sassed dad yesterday.

I think thats one of the best things i’ve done in a while.

I finish getting ready, and head downstairs with my backpack and phone in hand. As i walk past the kitchen, i hear mom and dad talking.

“She is way out of hand. Have you heard the way she’s been talking to me? It’s unacceptable. I can’t believe that little brat of a 14 year old. I thought we raised her better!”

“Zayn! Stop! you need to understand, that she thinks you hate her! she gave you sass because she was fed up of the feeling of not being loved by her father!” mom says angrily.

By now i walk into the kitchen more, without them both seeing me.

“Well i’m starting to hate her! she causes trouble all the time and she acts like a brat!! Sometimes i think she’s a mistake of a child!” he snarls.

Mom turns her head and finally sees me. My eyes are filled with tears and my heart is filled with pain.

she gasps, and dad turns around. His face turns into a shocked and guilty look.

“If i’m such a mistake of a child then why don’t you just put me up for adoption!” i sob out.

Before Dad could answer, i bolted out the door, and down the sidewalk all the way to school.

When i got to the school grounds, i wiped my eyes, and walked into the doors.

As soon as i got to my locker, Tommy comes over and slams it closed, nearly capturing my fingers in between the door.

He smirks, “your a failure of a human being, you know that rochelle? You should’ve been a miscarriage then we wouldn’t have to deal with your ugly face. Anna’s prettier than you, always has been. She’s better than you in ever-”

“I KNOW! I know shes better then me in every way possible, i know i’m a mistake of a child, i know nobody in this family loves me, and i know i will never be perfect enough to be in this family! So please stop reminding me of things i already know of! I don’t need to be told by you and my father!” i cut him off, with my voice cracking during every sentence.

His smirk falters, and is replaced with a frown,

“He’s told you that before?” he asks quietly with a sad look in his eyes.

“more than once,” i manage to get out, as tears fall freely down

my cheeks.

“now if you’ll excuse me, i have to get to class.” i say quietly, and walk down to my first period class without another word.

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I was done at the end of the day. literally done. Jacob and James bothered me more then Tommy did.

When the final bell rang, i sprinted home, only to find all of my uncles cars here. I take a deep breath and run inside, say a very quick hello and run up to my bedroom.

I put my things down and walk over to my desk and grab my pencil sharpener. How do i get a blade out of a pencil sharpener?

After many attempts of getting out the blade, i finally get it out.

I rush to my bathroom and pull off my jumper.

I press my back against the wall as tears fall down my cheeks.

i slide down to the floor and clutch the tiny blade in my hand, i look at my arms. I can’t deal anymore. it hurts so much to know that my whole family hates me. I make 3 cuts for dad, a cut each for tommy, Jacob, James, and Anna. I make another 4 cuts for dad, one for all of my uncles, Another 2 for dad and one for mom.

18 cuts in all. They’re all lined up on my left forearm.

I sigh feeling relieved. I clean my cuts, put a shirt on and lay down in bed, going into a deep sleep.

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AN: I really hope you guys are liking this book, i've put alot of effort into it, Kay bye babesss

~Alessia