The Purge

Pt 5.

A/N: Any and all abuse in this story is purely for plot purposes. I don't fantasize or encourage any type of abuse or toxic relationships. I will put a "⚠️"  before and after any strong abusive scenes, so feel free to skip past them. I hope you guys all stay safe and talk to anyone if you need xx

Alissa sat at the bus stop, not wanting to go home. She knew what awaits her at home.

Sitting at the bus stop, she thought about the conversation with Sam. She leant her head against the stop window, feeling the chill move through her body.

She regretted everything. She knew she shouldn't have pried for information. She, of all people, should've known better then to ask people about their personal lives. Alissa groaned when a text message appeared on her phone from her dad. Get home now, I need to talk to you.

Alissa caught the next bus that came, and prayed that nothing bad was awaiting her at home.

*Time skip brought to you by a lazy Wattpad writer*

Alissa stepped out of the bus and walked the remaining distance back home. She wandered up to the front door and let herself in.

She made her way up the stairs to her bedroom, trying to avoid human interaction. Maybe, just maybe she could make it up to her room without running into her dad.

But when Alissa reached the top of the stairs, her father was standing at the top, blocking her escape. Behind him, was several of his friends, varying in size. Alissa recognised one of them as Tyler's dad, Thomas Jones.

Alissa's father was a stout man who went by the name of Henry. Mr Hamilton, to put it quite bluntly, was a complete dick. He was rich, snobby, abusive and an absolute pig. Because he was so rich, he didn't have to work most days, which gave him time to drink a lot. Mr Hamilton was already short tempered, but when he was drunk, any sense got knocked right out with him. Alissa had become accustomed to the stench of alcohol and the occasionally drunk friend coming home with her drunk father.

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"And where do you think you're going?" Henry said, his words slurring together. Alissa noticed that her father was using the banister to keep himself upright.

"I'm going upstairs to my room to do homework." Alissa replied, trying to diel back her usual sarcasm.

"Well, I sent you a text didn't I? I told you I needed to talk to you, and you completely ignore me?! How dare you, young lady! I raised you and this is how you treat me?!" Her father snapped.

"Well, you see sir, I didn't ac-"

"Shut up!" He bellowed, striking Alissa hard against her cheek.

Alissa let out a small yelp of pain and was bent over slightly. She swallowed tightly and stood up, staring daggers into her dad's piggish eyes.

He just stood there and laughed along with his friends.

"You wanted to talk to me?" Alissa asked innocently, batting her eyelashes.

"Don't play innocent with me you whore. I heard what you did to Tyler. Why, he's a fine young man and you're just a weak little girl. You should respect him, allow him to do what he wants, and you certainly shouldn't be taking another man's side! You are an ungrateful, pathetic, stuck-up slut!" He took another hit at her, leaving a big red mark.

Alissa scoffed and stood up-right, tying her hair up. She pushed past her father and whirled around, so that she too was standing at the top of the stairs.

"That's rich coming from you, you fat, piggish, disgusting excuse of a human being I wish you never exi-"

Henry slapped her against the face, hard, causing Alissa to fall to the ground, clutching her cheek. Alissa's father stood over her and crouched down, harshly grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him. Alissa stared daggers at him and spat out some blood from her mouth. She attempted to jerk her head away, but her father's strong hand forced her back.

"I could end you. Right here. Right now." Spat Mr Hamilton. "But, that would be no fun now would it, pet...? Would. It. Pet?"

Alissa refused to answer, but that resulted in another slap to the face and a harsh yank of her hair.

"Answer me when I ask a question, woman!"

"Yes sir. It would be no fun at all, sir."

"Good girl, now, you can go do your homework,"

"Yes father." Alissa said, standing up hurriedly and rushing to her room, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

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A/N

Hey guys, sorry for the extremely late update. You do not know how many times I had to rewrite this so that it made sense and wasn't too graphic. Also, sorry that it's taking literally forever to get to the purge part and there is still one character we have yet to introduce. This is all setting up for the main story and is all kind of crucial to the plot.

Another quick thing, I am planning to put in multiple smut scenes, again, for the plot. Some sweet with fluff, others angsty and passionate, and others, well, with Tyler (iykyk).

Real quick, who's worse; Tyler or Mr Hamilton?

Stay safe out there xx