Chapter 7

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(a few months later)

me and ms paulson had gotten really close over the past few months,after school i normally help her out with marking. i've told her a little bit about my home life but i've kept the abuse part hidden away.

at home last night was the worst i think. My parents were really drunk and kept hitting me. i had bruises all over my body and a large wound from where my dad glassed me with his vodka bottle. my depression was getting worse and i think i've got insomnia aswell, i can't sleep at night but i'm tired all the time. i've got black bags under my eyes that i try and cover with makeup but even that doesn't work.

i couldn't sleep last night. all i kept thinking about was my parents. every time i shut my eyes all i could here was them laughing at me, telling me how worthless i am, how much of a mistake i was.

i arrived at ms paulsons class. i was still in so much pain. to be honest i think today was worse than yesterday. the bruises had gotten worse, they became more pigmented to the point where some of them even looked black.

"hey darling."

i just gave her a small smile.

"hey is everything alright?"
i just completely zoned out.

"y/n?"

"y/n?"

"hm?"
"is everything alright?" she asked again.

"n-no." tears were threatening to spill out our my eyes at this point.
"what's wrong honey?"

"i can't do it anymore, i'm fucking sick of it!"
"sick of what honey?" she asked.
" i'm sick of being treated like fucking shit 24/7! i get home and all i get is fucking beat, that's why i'm always covered in bruises,my dad kicks me down the stairs. i just want to go! i can't take it anymore! why does it have to be me? everyone else has a nice loving home to go to where their families would ask about their day and chat whilst having dinner. i go home and get egged on to kill myself. my dad raped me multiple times whilst my mum would sit and laugh, every morning she hands me a new razor blade to cut myself with and she fucking watches until she's satisfied! i just want to die at this point, i mean what's the point if living huh? no one would miss me! it's not like my family would care, i don't have any fucking friends so it's not like they could miss me! i-i just give up...."i sighed, hot fresh tears streaming down my cheeks.

i finally looked up when i heard faint sobs coming from opposite me. why was she crying?

"come here honey." she said whilst opening her arms to hug me. i soon ran over to her and i squeezed her so tight. that was all i needed.

"you do not deserve to go through that!" she said stroking my back and combing her fingers through my hair.

"your not going home tonight."

"well where else am i gonna go."

"your gonna stay at my house if that's okay with you darling."

"are you sure i can just go h-"

"no you are staying at my house, that is final. there is no way you are ever going back there, i have a spare room you can stay in."

"Ms Paulson i really appreciate the offer but i really don't want to bother you"

"sweetheart you could never bother me, i want you to stay with me, that way i know your safe. i can't have you going back there,it's not safe."

"sarah thats too much, i can't take that offer. i'll just be a burden. i'll just go back ho-"

"y/n please."

"okay."

"come on honey let's go home."

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