You fixed my broken heart

Welcome to purgatory I guess

TW: in this story there will be very clear SH, Abuse, Rape and many other things that can trouble people so if you are one of them people I advise you not to continue with the story.

Hey my name is Nicole Raylight Haught, I am 17 years of age and just moved out of the UK because of the horrible loss of the only person who truly loved me, my mother she died a couple of years ago now but we didn't know if it was the right decision. I live with my father who I can only describe as a drunk and abusive man, he gets off from watching his children suffer, and my brother who I guess you could say loves me just as much as my mum did.

I entered the house and god was it broken the walls where ripped and the carpet was gone, I grabbed all the things I could, but the terrifying feeling in my gut made my brain go all lose and it made me dizzy so I sat for a second, and that's when I heard the only man I will ever be scared of, the voice that will forever scare me.

My dad.

"Nicole I hope for your sake that all the boxes have been brought in" I jumped off the sofa and headed up the stairs so I didn't cross passes with him, my anxiety was going through the roof making me know I had forgotten something.

I quickly picked the smallest room and the sight of it made me sick, luckily for my family I am a helpful lesbian I guess. Before moving I had packed all my own things like wallpaper, carpet, new door, new window and new furniture, as I have a job that pays well.

I went to the truck and started to bring my new bedroom in, I know I'm strong but it was difficult to do by myself. My room was small but I could make something out of it, my door had a lock that not even my father could break without a tool.

My room shouldn't take long so I thought I could start it today. I did things like made my wardrobe and put my clothes in it, I put my bed up and made it, my bedside tables went up and lastly I did my door.

This will never be my home but it will do for now.

"NICOLE CAN YOU COME DOWN PLEASE" my head shot up hearing him shout again, my heart felt like it was going to come out my chest and my palms went sweaty, my body had become very hot making it hard to breath but I walked down the stairs

"Could you be a gem and get me the last box" I nodded my head very slightly making him ask again "I said could you be a gem and get me the last box" his voice was more angry but not angry enough for him to hit me "yes sir" I walked out into the now pouring rain

The coldness burned as it hit my bothered skin making me shiver in response "COME ON GIRL ITS COLD" I ran to the car and grabbed the box making sure to lock it as I left. Dad was gone and the door was shut I tried to open it but I guess it only opens with a key. I knocked thinking he had shut it accidentally but he was watching me from a window, I'm sure it was my room the one I had picked anyways

"YOU GOT A CHOICE NICOLE  GIVE ME YOUR BED OR STAY OUT THERE" I didn't really think about the answer but I really didn't want him to win again "You can have my bed dad please just let me in it's so cold" I heard foot steps but it wasn't dad it was my brother Will.

"Don't pay attention to him I will give him my bed" I didn't look at him as he spoke I loved my brother but he looked so much like my mother you knew he was her kid. She had this beautiful brown hair and blue eyes and I'm not joking he is a male version of her

"Thanks" I went to my bedroom to see him sitting on my bed a pair of my pants in his hand "you smell like your mother" his words made me nearly throw up how could he say that to his daughter "can I have these" his words made my body nerves so I nodded without even knowing what I was doing it

I looked up to see his devilish smile making me look back down again. He came over to me putting his hand under my chin "I know your not technically a girl but your sent sure is beautiful" his words were so wrong I hated when he referred to me as a fake girl because of how I was born. All the doctors have said I have all these girl features such as breast, periods and if I wanted I could have a child of my own.