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When I'm picked up from school, my stepmother smiles menacingly at me.
"Hello Heather, lovely to see you. We're so happy you're living with us now." She says bitterly.
"Oh, I bet you are..." I mutter, barely audibly. As usual, my father doesn't say anything, he's basically a zombie now. He used to stick up for me whenever my stepmother said something, but now, he never does anything. When I arrive at "home" my father instantly sits in his chair, puts on his headphones and goes on his laptop. Kylea pulls me upstairs to my room by my arm, leaving bruises.
"Welcome home bitch." She hisses. I flinch, she hasn't used that language on me before. "Now you're going to be living with us, things are going to be...a little different." Just as I feared "Your punishments will get worse." Yay.. "And I'm going to show you just how bad they're going to get. For all those times you said something rude sneakily behind my back, here's your reward." Oh. Shit. She walks towards me and I back away. She punches me hard in the stomach, before kicking me in the shins, I fall to the floor. She starts kicking me repeatedly in the stomach and ribs as I groan and cry in pain. She slaps me several times across the face, and then stops. But oh, she's not done. She searches through the boxes of my stuff from my mums, until she finds a picture of me and my mum. She lifts it in front of my face and I try to grab it. She snatches it back and rips it into little pieces that flutter to the floor. She sneers before storming out of my room. I pick up every piece of the picture and tuck them in my pocket.
I text Leo.Me: Everything went just as I feared. I just got beaten up by my stepmother. She tore up a picture of me and my mum. Tell Mr Quinn that whatever he planned won't save me now. Goodbye.
Leo: No Heather please! Don't! Please! Talk to me!
Me: What do I have left Leo!?! Absolutely nothing! There's no point in me living my life anymore!
Leo: Just please, hold on until tomorrow, I found out what Mr Quinn has planned and you are going to LOVE IT! Please don't do anything to yourself. Please.
Me: I'll survive until tomorrow, but that's it. After that, I'm gone. I've gotta go now. Bye.
Leo: Please don't hurt yourself. Good luck Heather, bye.
I turn off my phone and stumble to the bathroom, I lock the door and check our my injuries. Several bruises across my stomach, ribs and shins, my lip is also bleeding. Awesome. My first day and look at my rewards. I pull my shirt down and grab the blade I keep here.
I'm sorry Liam.
I slice my wrist.
I'm sorry girls.
I slice again.
I'm sorry for whatever I did to deserve this.
I slice again.
I'm sorry for whatever I did to deserve my only loving family being taken away from me.
Tears slip down my cheeks as I slice again.
I love you mum.
Slice.
I love you Lee.
Slice.
I cry silently and bandage up my wounds. As long as I wear bracelets tomorrow nobody will notice. It'll be fine. I hope whatever Mr Quinn has planned is good. If it isn't...I won't be around much longer.
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