chapter 8 | painful memory

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(A/N)
HELLO MY LOVELY SINNERS WELCOME BACK TO THE WORLD OF SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH YOU AND YOU MIGHT NEED THERAPY the joke aside here's another chapter hope you love it if you don't well I'm sorry also warning if you were easily affected by the real world themes portrayed in this story please go get help

"THAT LITTLE PIPSQUEAK STOLE MY MONEY!!" I heard dad screaming I think he forgot that he went out gambling again, at least if he does kill me this time I won't have to deal with this family anymore. "JASON HE'S JUST A KID HE DOESN'T KNOW BETTER!!" "OH YEAH MARTHA THAN WHY IS EVERYTHING GOING MISSING!!" I hear my dad walking towards my room as I hide in my closet "YOU'RE PROBABLY GAMBLING AGAIN AND YOU PROBABLY FORGOT YOU DON'T HAVE TO HURT HIM!!" I heard a smack in a thud, all I have to do is just close my eyes and pretend it's not happening nothing's going on, all I ever do is hear him screaming at mother and hitting her I can't take it anymore. "DON'T EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME AGAIN YOU WHORE!!!" I heard my mom crying on the floor that she tried to get away from father for all I could hear was her crying out in pain as he hit her, I cry as I curl up in the closet praying to God that someone could stop this then I hear the footsteps coming towards my room again, dad kicked open my door and went straight for my closet he opened it and he yanked me out and she started beating me, all I could do was cry out in pain and begged him to stop hitting me. " WHERE'S MY MONEY YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!" "OW! I don't know!" I could tell him was I don't know cuz I didn't know where his money was after a while I blacked out, and when I woke up I woke up in the hospital the police arrested my dad but he only got 5 years in prison and when he came back he was a lot worse.

(Y/N's POV)
I wake up in a cold sweat tears streaming down my face, I look around and saw that I was still in the basement but the kidnapper wasn't in sight I saw that I was no longer tied to a chair but had a chain around my ankle, I looked around more and saw that anything that could possibly help me escape was far away from me. Why is this person holding me hostage what did I do to have this done to me, I understand I wasn't a likable kid back then but I don't think I even know this guy could have been hired by my parents, that's not right they're dead so how could they hire him or maybe they hired him before they got killed. I hug my knees and started crying as I knew that my situation I was helpless to this person, "John please come save me..." I laid on the bed and fell asleep again.

(A/N)
Sorry that this was a little short but I am so cold I'm shivering in my room and I'm tired as hell but there you go guys a story that I never thought I would be writing I hope that you didn't get triggered and that you understand that if you are suffering from these things please seek help

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