𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈

𝐸𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

𝒪𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

Flashback:

I'm laying in bed reading a book when I hear the front door slam open, "GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE YOU BITCH!" he screams.

This can't be good. What have I done?

I get up off my bed to walk to the door but stop when I feel an excruciating pain all over my body.

I open my bedside draw and grab out 2 painkillers and swallow them dry.

Something you get used to when living in an abusive home.

I carefully walk down the stairs and head to the kitchen.

"Hurry up before your beating is ten times worse than I've already planned." He smirks.

I walk into the kitchen and see him sat down on a chair.

"Guess what happened to me today." he says in a calm tone. This is really not good.

"I erm, I don't know what happened." I can't remember anything I'd done so I am really confused.

"I got a phone call from social services asking me questions about your well-being. Saying you've been spotted with bruises and scars all over you."

That's not my fault. You have me them you dumb bastard.

"Wh-what did you say?" I ask.

"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT I SAID. I HAVE TOLD YOU MANY TIMES TO BE CAREFUL. SHIT LIKE THIS CAN RUIN MY REPUTATION!!" He shouts slamming his hand on the table smashing his beer bottle in the process. 

Ouch that must've hurt.

Not the time Olivia.

He storms over to me

He looks like a toddler when they don't get their own way...

NOT THE TIME. YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET A BEATING.

He shoves me against the wall making me yell out in pain from the scar along my back that hasn't healed and knees me in my ribs making me fall to the floor.

He kneels beside me and elbows me in my face. He punches me continuously making my head snap to the right. He gets up and kicks me along my stomach and then goes to my ribs knowing it's my weak spot.

I know all his weaknesses I can easily fight back but I don't know why I can't bring myself to do it. It's like whenever I'm around him I freeze forgetting everything.

He stops what he's doing and undoes his belt. Shit.

"N-no, no no no. No please don't. I'll do anything please, please don't." I beg. I am literally begging this man.

"Should've thought about that before then shouldn't you, you brat." He says folding the belt in half getting ready to whip me.