"Bring your ASS downstairs you FOOLISH girl!" my dad roared.
"Coming dad!" I muffled under the quilt. This was normally how my day started. My dad would scream at me to get up way before my alarm would ring. I'm used to this so it doesn't bother me as much. Usually I'd get up straight away but today I was feeling weak and restless and I was just worried that my dad's patience would grow thin.
"GET YOU LAZY ASS OUT OF BED NOW!" . By now my dad was fuming with rage and sounded like he wanted to murder me. I quickly jumped out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a quick shower and put on anything I could find on the floor.
~DAD's POV
"Where the hell is this girl? How long does it take to get out of bed and change. I swear if her crusty ass ain't here in the next 5 Minutes, she gon get it and she won't like it. I've told her time and time again but she just never gets it in that thick head of hers. I kicked the chair in frustration and darted myself up the stairs as the heaviness of my feet collided with the stairs. I could smell her fear from a mile away and grinned with delight. I took a deep breath and banged on the door repeatedly alarming jade. "The HELL you Doing huh? Got anything to hide, well show your face."
"........I'm coming dad j..j....just." she heisted.
" I will give you 5 seconds. 5, 4, 3, 2,1. And with a bang the door crashed down immediately leaving small traces of cracks as a result. "So you thought you could hide from me huh? Well you were wrong you twit". I shot her piercing look with my eyes and clenched my fist with anger.
~Jade's POV
I gulped and tried to spit out my words without any hesitation. "n...n...no. oooo sir i was just freshening myself". I fixed my eyes to the floor and didn't dare look him in the eye.
"You look like tramp you stupid girl, just look at you! You're an pathetic excuse as a daughter."
"But dad...." I murmured quietly.
"NOOOOO Jade" he roared. His breathing increased rapidly and his nose flared up and his face went as red as blood. A sudden surge of fear and panic flowed through my body and left me in a frozen state. However hard I tried my body was in too much shock to what it was going to endure. At that moment I wished a miracle would happen but I knew it was too late for me. I prayed a little prayer in my head and closed my eyes.
With his monster like hands he grabbed me by my shoulders and threw me across the room banging my head hard on the lamp behind me. Slowly a tear trickled down my face and splashed on the floor as the throbbing pain of my head increased but he wasn't done there. He sucked his teeth and pressed my delicate face against the glass mirror , as it shattered shards of glass pricked my skin and let out droplets of blood. I cried out even more and begged him to stop but he shook me furiously and left me to bleed.
When I thought the pain was over, it was just about to get worse. He came back with a thick leather black belt and it had my name written all over it. "Imma teach you a real lesson. Next time you'll learn to look at me when I talk." I got on my knees and pleaded for my life
" Please dad, I'm sorry don't hurt me! Please I beg of you" . My dad gave out a huge smirk and brought my face towards him. "Listen Little Girl, you gon learn today" With that I was shoved back and almost immediately, I felt the rough jagged skin scratch against my sensitive skin. Along the belt, the metal spikes penetrated my skin and inflicted a great deal of pain and pressure on my weak self.
My Screams of hurt echoed throughout out the room and the sounds of the whipping buzzed through my eyes and went round and round non stop.
When he saw enough damage was done, he left my aching self to bleed and made his way out of the house. I manged to pick myself up and hobble to the disinfectant and applied it on the infected area. I hated the stinging sensation but by now I should be used to it. When I was done I cleaned myself, took my bag and made my way to school.
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My Abuse To His Love
Ficção AdolescenteYour life was a hellish nightmare of terror. No one knew the trauma you endured from your abusive dad. In your eyes he was a cold blooded killer. The sad thing is that no one was there to comfort you and offer a shoulder to cry on. You were just lef...