In his eyes I find peace

Dark

Y/N POV
(Time jump)
I must have fallen asleep on my floor because when I opened my eyes it was pitch black outside. I was a little disoriented as I had laid down when it was light.
I reached into my back pocket and pulled my phone to my face.
9:30PM
5 Notifications
1 IMessage
Whatever.
I placed my phone down next to me and rolled over onto my back. A searing sting shut up my spine caused me to curl upwards.
The pain didn't last long and I placed my back down gently trying not to place to much pressure on it.
I placed my hands on my stomach and breathed in.
"At least breathing doesn't hurt now." I scoffed to myself
I tried to lift my body off the floor but, it was to tired from the beating so I let myself collapse back on the ground.
(Inner dialogue)
Why does he do this...is this what love is.
It must be. This is fathers way of showing me his love. But why is it so harsh. Why does it have to be this harsh. I hate it. But I love father and it's for my own good.
My thoughts were interrupted by a light knocking on the door.
Buttler: "ms.y/n it's time for your shower. I have your towels ready."
He opened the door and flicked on the lights.
I shielded my eyes as I tried to get use to the lights.
"Do you need help ma'am?"
His gloved hand reaching out for mine.
I grabbed on to his hand and sat up slowly until I could stand.
He walked me to the bathroom and handed me my towels.
"I will have pajamas set out for you for after your shower. Oh your father also said make sure to put your hair in braids tonight and use the curls hair wash."
"Ok."
I didn't really want to talk. I just wanted to be alone.
As I undressed I looked at my back.
It was full of bruises and small cuts. Some of the bruises leaking over to my ribs.
I placed my hand on them gently but it still shot pain through my body.
I looked down at my arms. They were covered in dry blood and new bruises. Some old scars had been reopened.
I sighed knowing this shower was going to hurt.
I stepped in the shower and just as I had predicted it hurt. Pain shooting up my arms and back.
I fought back the urge to cry and yelp.
I just let the water run over the injuries waiting for it to stop.
(Time jump)
As B/N had said pajamas were waiting for me.
It was a silky white shirt with matching shorts laid nicely on my white bed.
I put them on and headed for my night stand where the bandages were. I wrapped my arms as tight as I could to stop the pain and some blood.
I looked at the sloppy work and was satisfied for now. I didn't want to spend all night trying to get it perfect.
I closed the drawer and switched off my light heading to my bed.
Dark...just how I liked it.
Dark and alone.

A/N
I'm going to try and get one more chapter out today just to make up for what I missed :)
Also if you could come up with a name for the butler or just insert your own