The photo behind the frame

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WARNING: This chapter includes abuse coming from a parent and aggressive behavior. 

After scrolling through my memories for a while i decided to do something else. I sighed and went towards my bag that was laying on the floor. I sat next to it and looked through it until i found the book that i was currently reading. I picked it up and headed towards my bed, smiling at the memory of me and Amber reading this exact book. It would be kind of sad finishing it myself. And with that i grabbed my phone, scrolled down to Amber's contact. 


"Would it be mean of me if i finished reading the book we were reading?" 

After twenty seconds she replied. 

"Uhm very, don't you dare."

"And what if i do?"

"I'll slit your fucking throat open."

"I'm joking."

"I sure hope so."

And with that i closed the book with a smile, head over to my shelf and picked a new one out. This way i can still reading without getting Amber upset. I laid comfortably and began reading. I didn't notice it but i spent so long without silence that it feels weird now. 



I head into my house, closing the door behind me. "Uhm hey." I said hoping for an answer. I walked further into the room and saw my dad sitting there with a unhappy expression. I knew something was up. "I got a call from your school a few days ago." He said which made by heart drop. "Oh uhm." I muttered. "They said for one Luke is suspended because he 'forced' you to have sex with him and you also broke up with him." He said and i could hear the anger is in his voice. "Yeah uh-" I got cut off by yelling. "If your boyfriend wants to have sex, you have sex with him. I don't give a fuck if you want to or not." His voice got louder. "And what the fuck is wrong with you for breaking up with him? You made him seem like a bad person you fucking psychopath." Which made me flinch. You are lucky he picked you, you fucking coward." He yelled. "U SHOULD FUCKING APOLOGIZE." He screamed. I was sobbing. And with that he slapped me in my face. My legs were shaking and i couldn't stop crying. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? USELESS PIECE OF SHIT." He grunted and smashed his beer bottle on the floor. "Piece of shit." He repeated under his breathe. I stood there for a few seconds, frozen in fear. He got closer to me. "Get out of my sight." He said which i hesitated before shakily running up to my room, tears flowing down my face. I closed the door and fell down to the ground. He wasn't right, was he? I knew leaving Mavis would be a bad idea. I managed to get on my bed, laying my head on the pillow. Suddenly i received a text, i got my phone and wiped my tears away. It was from Mavis. 

"Would it be mean of me if i finished reading the book we were reading? The text read. I weakly  smiled before replying. 


"Would it be mean of me if i finished reading the book we were reading?"

After twenty seconds she replied.

"Uhm very, don't you dare."

"And what if i do?"

"I'll slit your fucking throat open."

"I'm joking."

"I sure hope so."

I didn't want to let her know what happened, she already knew too much. I sighed before wiping my nose with the sleeve of my hoodie. 

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