Helping You...

Getting Worse.

⚠️WARNING ⚠️
-Abuse
-Swearing
-blood and gore

-YOUR POV-

"I can't go home now....."
You said to yourself.
(I have what.....3 more hours until school is over...)
As you were thinking of a way to stall yourself for time.
The shivering roar was heard again.
"What in the world....it's the same roar from this morning?..."
You can tell the roar was closer this time.
"Nope forget it. I'm going home."
At this point you didn't care if you were going to get a beating from your mother.
So you booked it home.
After about 15 minutes of speed walking.
You made it home.
(Here....goes.)
As you turned the knob and walked in the house.
It was quiet...
(Maybe she's——)
Your thoughts were cut off by a sharp pain on your left shoulder.
"Ack!"
You kind of a weird pain sound.
It was kind of between small scream in pain and being scared at the same time.
As you looked at your left shoulder.....it was a kitchen knife.
It was deeply imbedded into your left shoulder.
Then you were grabbed by your hair and pulled quickly inside the house.
And thrown into the floor harshly.
What's worse you landed where the knife is still in you.
It dug deeply more into you.
"AHHH!"
You screamed in pain.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Your mother kicked you repeatedly.
The kicks were random.
So her kicks only hit the body and not the face.
Like she knew what she was doing.
[Your Mother's Name] was relentless.
She kicked your ribs, arms and legs.
"YOUR BLEEDING ALL OVER THE FLOOR BITCH!"
She screamed and continued to kick you.
"S-stop....I'm....sorry....mother..."
You pleaded and tears were about fall from your eyes.
Then a miracle happened...she stopped.
Then you lifted your head to see your mother's face.
You wished you never looked.
Her face....was full of hatred.
It made you frozen on the spot.
"I just got a call from school...
Saying you were unwell?"
[Your Mother's Name] spoke like she's trying to compose herself.
"Y-yes...."
Is all you said.
"You seem fine to me. Are faking it?"
Then your mother grabbed your hair once again.
She was close to your face.
"N-no...I-I swear...."
You stuttered.
"Haah...whatever. Just don't let it happen again...or I will kill you."
Your mother sighed in annoyance and let go of your hair.
"Clean up the mess you made. And we are not going to the hospital."
She added and walked off.
You sighed in relief and pulled the knife out.
The blood was pouring out.
"Shit....."
You cursed for the first time.
Without thinking you took off your bow tie and wrapped it around your wound.
"Now....I...have to clean this up..."
You said and got up from the floor.
And looked for the cleaning supplies.
Once you cleaned up the blood and put away the cleaning supplies.
Then you went to the kitchen and made yourself something to eat.
(Better eat something...I promised my dad....that I would take care of mother....even if she's terrible to me.)
Your left shoulder hurts like hell.
Instead of making yourself a full meal.
You just grabbed an apple.
Then looked at the time it was 2:15pm.
"I....think I'll go to bed very early."
You said and went to your room.

-THE NEXT DAY-

You got up again.
And started your routine expect now with a injured left shoulder.
"Ah....I forgot about that..."
You said.
This time you made sure to have breakfast.
Surprisingly your mother wasn't yelling at you.
(Wow....what happened?)
As you made your way to the kitchen and found a note.

The note said.
I'm going out to meet the mafia boss. And better stay in school bitch.

"Lovely.... At least I'll get peace and quiet...."
You said to yourself and made a piece of toast.
You weren't really hungry.
Once you ate.
You got ready for school but then realized your uniform was bloody.
"Err....guess gotta break the dress code...."
You said to yourself.