Chapter 7

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Kellins POV

Its been a few days since that whole kerfuffle when vic found me and everything, and luckily he hasn't brought it up at school. My dad has been beating me but not a full one, another thing I'm grateful for. I was on my way walking home when once again i notice my dads car in the driveway. ugh. I take my time walking up to the house and as soon as I'm through the door I'm met with a bottle shattering against my face. ouch, i'm pretty sure theres glass in my face now.
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALIVE?!" There are punches and kicks being directed all over my body "NOBODY WANTS YOU KELLIN. NOBODY LOVES YOU" more punches and kicks. I actually don't know how much more of this beating i can take. I curl up on the floor in the hopes it'll help but of course it doesn't. He stops for a second.. is this over? please tell me it is.

Turns out its not because he pushes me down onto my front and sits on the back of my legs, he's so angry he rips my shirt in half down the back and the next thing i know he's off me standing to the side of me whipping me. I haven't even healed from the last time he did this. I cry out in pain, begging, pleading him to stop but he just carries on. After being whipped 10 times i get a final kick to the side of my head/face.
"GET OUT! GET OUT YOU MISERABLE DISGRACE, PLEASE KILL YOURSELF! you'll be doing everyone a favour, trust me" so as quickly as i can i crawl upstairs and straight away i pull out my precious black box. I yank up my sleeve and cut, and cut, and cut until theres blood all over my arm and i cant see where to cut next.

They are deep but not deep enough for stitches.. i don't think. I mean they're bleeding a lot but i think it'll be fine. After a good 20 minutes of bleeding its finally stopping, so i clean and bandage my arm and put away my beloved blade and dive under the bed for my alcohol stash. I pull out a bottle of vodka and down 1/4 of it straight away. I get up swaying a little because lets face it, I'm unhealthily skinny and a lightweight already so i stand no chance. I quickly change my t shirt and put my hoodie back on and run outside hearing my dad call out "good boy" as I'm shutting the door, ouch, thanks dad.

I find myself with an empty bottle of vodka and not wanting to be in the park tonight because i have a feeling that there are people around, i mean it is saturday night, i just don't want anyone to know I'm a person sleeping here. The voices in my head are driving me crazy tonight. Oh Kellin, you gonna cry now? HA who's gonna be there for you hm? you gonna go cry to your mummy? oh wait, you cant because she doesn't want you. yes she does. Do you really believe that? wow you're even more pathetic than i thought you were. Go on, cut again, only deeper this time, you know no one wants you. Stop! Both my hands grab a fist full of my hair "STOP! SHUT UP!" people start looking at me and moving away. I need vic, i cant seem to stop these tears i need to see vic.

So in my drunken state i head over to Vics house. I stumble my way up to their door and knock then lean on the wall at the side of the door. Vivian opens the door and her face is shocked at the sight of me. "I-i-i n-need to see v-vic *sniffle* please" *sob*

"oh honey" she wraps her arms around my swaying body "he's not here right now but he should be back in about 30 minutes ok?" i just nod. "good, come in sweetie" i lean on her because I'm pretty fucking wasted and cant seem to walk very well and she guides me to the couch where i lean back and yelp in pain. SHIT i completely forgot about those. oh my god i think I've made them bleed again. As soon as i yelped Vivian was sitting next to me asking me questions.

"What hurts kellin? Who did this to you? Was it the same person as last time? Oh god honey i think you've got glass in some of the cuts on your face." she puts her hand on my back to rub it but i scream again. She looks at my sniffily tear stained face and slowly lifts the back of my shirt up. She gasps at what she sees.
"oh my god Kellin" she says gently, i just cry harder. "Sssshhh, hey, hey its alright Kellin, come on, here drink some of this water ok?" i take the glass in my shaking hand and finish it within seconds. "Let me take you to the bathroom" she helps me stand up and guides me there. Once we're in she sits me on the edge of the tub and gets a few clean cloths out from under the sink along with some antiseptic, gauze and bandages.

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