(TW ABUSE LIGHT SMUT AT THE END PICS OF BLOOD AND BRUISES TRIGGER WARNING)
"Your late again...y/n how many fucking times do I have to tell you to be home right after school huh?".
Your father screamed he was pacing back and fourth in the kitchen you stood there tears in your eyes knowing what was next.
"I-I..didn't mean to..I was at Hell"-.
You where cut off your breath hitching as you felt a fist make contact with your cheek knocking you to the floor.
"CUT IT WITH THE BULLSHIT Y/N! YOU HAD ONE FUCKING JOB GET YOUR ASS HOME AS SOON AS THE BELL RINGS DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THOSE SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS OR ARE YOU TO FUCKING STUPID TO FIGURE IT OUT ON YOUR OWN!!?".
He screamed kicking you in the gut over and over his eyes not leaving yours. Your breath hitched as your grunted in pain at each hit.
"Maybe...maybe I'm not making myself clear enough huh...? Where the warnings not enough.Maybe I need to make myself more clear..".
You shuddered as you heard that noise..the sound of his pocket blade unharnessing from his belt as he popped it open. You cried hysterically backing into a wall trying to move your body unable to as pain rippled through your core.
"Pl-please...please...no no no I'll be good...I promise...".
You begged Tears spilling from your eyes as you sobbed. Your father knelt down in front of you placing a hand over your mouth as he took the blade pressing it against the hot stove warming the metal. Slowly he dragged it down your flesh pressing it against your skin to let it burn as it tore slits inside of you blood trickling down your waist.
You let out blood curling screams trying to fight against your fathers grip only made it worse the blade still pressing deep into your skin forming deep dark burn marks.
He sliced the blade further down your skin the more you resisted the worse it got. You stopped fighting your father silently crying against his restraints.
"I'm doing this out of love y/n. You'll understand when your older that you deserved this. You should have behaved and done what I told you too the first time then we wouldn't have had to come to this".
He whispered into your ear. He removed the blade from your skin caressing your cheek as he walked away going to the living room to sit down.
You groaned in pain looking down at your chest. Small gashes bled down to your waist soaking your shirt. Dark deep bruises formed around your lower abdomen. Your hand brushed your face feeling your busted lip and bruised eye making more pain shoot into your body.
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