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!child abuse, mention of self-harm, and smut!
I hear my father's footsteps coming up the stairs presumably to my room.
I immediately tense and hide my books under my pillows.
My door slams open and my father walks in, "I'm hungry, since my wife isn't here to cook for me. Make me that one sandwich you made a couple of weeks ago." His voice dripped with venom.
I sadly nod and walk past him and make my way down the stairs into the kitchen.
I turn on the stove to get it heated up and start to butter the bread, I place the buttered bread on the heated pan and watch it sizzle.
I grab lettuce from the fridge and notice it isn't already cut, I sigh before starting to cut the lettuce.
I'm halfway done when I start to smell burning, I look over at the smoking man. "Shoot!" I run over and place my hand on the handle of the pan about to take it off of the burner when my hand is grabbed by a much larger one.
"Oh for fuck sake, can't even make a sandwich" my father rolls his eyes.
He takes the pan off of the now red burner and moves my hand that he's holding to the burner. "Remember this before you try to burn my goddamn house down again." He said coldly.
I realize what he's about to do and start to jerk away "Sir no! I'm sorry, I didn't notice the bread was burning plea-" my screams fill the room as he flattens my palm on the seething hot burner.
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I jerked in someone's hold and gasped. "Shh it's alright, it's just me and you here." I swiveled my head in the direction of the voice and come in contact with a large chest.
Oh it's just Syn... not father
After I realized it was just a dream the ramble or apologies started spilling from my lips. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you-" suddenly soft lips were covering mine in a quick comforting kiss.
"It's fine don't worry about it," Syn says as he leans me back with him to the headboard.
I glance around the room and see no clock. "What time is it?" I ask tiredly.
"Just past four Darling, you wanna go back to sleep?" He asked me looking down at me softly.
I shake my head, I can't sleep after my night terrors.
I feel the familiar tingling urge on my wrists and start to scratch hoping to get some relief from my cravings.
Syn smooths down my hair while he's cradling my body but soon picks up on my actions and quickly grabs my arm with his free hand.
He gives me a sorry-looking smile. "I know, we'll get through it but you can't do this anymore, baby." He tells me.
I feel slight aggravation towards him, "But I can't stop" I decide and try to jerk my arm out of his hold.
