꧁༒☬𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑☬༒꧂ GeneXreader

Helpless,worthless

THIS WHOLE CHAPTER IS A TRIGGER WARNING! CHAPTER SUMMARY AT END!

TW: SELF HARM, CONSIDER SUICIDE, ABUSE

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆Y/n pov☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

I finally arrived home and walked inside. When I walked inside I saw my father sitting in a chair in front of the door.
What? I thought he was gone! Where was his car??

Dad: So, you avoided me this morning?

Y/n: I'm sorry father! I thought you were asleep.

He then slapped me across my face. I winced in pain

Dad: HOW MAMY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU?! DONT CALL ME FATHER!! YOU DONT DESERVE ME!! NOW GO TO THE FUCKING BASEMENT!

Instead of going to the basement, I tried to run. I ran to my room but I could barely make it to the door before he had grabbed me by my arm.

Dad: OH, SO YOUR TRYING TO RUN!? THEN I'LL DO IT MYSELF!

He was dragging me to the basement. I looked around my surroundings, There were so many weapons he used on me, but one stoop out in particular, a gun....Was he gonna shoot me? I was scared.
He then sat me into a chair and tied me up and without another word he started punching me like a punching bag. He then started to walk over to the weapon table, he had grabbed a knife. He walked over to me

Dad: What do you think I will do with this?
He said that in a quiet voice
I said nothing

Dad: What? Cat got your tongue?
He said that while preparing to cut my legs again. After he cut my legs all I felt was warm liquid run down my legs... blood... I Had passed out after that but father didn't stop...

Time skip----------

I had woke up about 3 hours later. I looked around to try to find my father.  He wasn't there so I decided to try to get out of the basement. I tried to stand up but my legs were very weak and shaky, but I pushed though and made it to the stairs. I stared crawling up the stairs and went to open the door, everything was dark in the house. I looked around and saw no one. That was good, he probably went to the bar. I looked outside and saw no car still, he had to have been gone this time.

I went to the bathroom to look at what he did to me. I saw 3 knife cuts in my legs, alot of slap and hit marks on my face, kick marks on my stomach, and my face had some blood on it. I cleaned up the blood on my face and saw no cuts, only the slap mark from when I got home. I started slowly cleaning off the blood on my legs and the water kinda soothed the cuts. But then I got to the worst part... disinfecting my wounds, I took a cotton ball out of a bag in the cabinet and put rubbing alcohol on it. I slowly put it on one of my cuts. I winced in pain, but it had to get done... after about 30 minutes of cleaning up myself I looked in the mirror to see the after damage. I noticed the cuts on my legs could be seen wearing my uniform. I'd have to use makeup to hide it, as long with my slap mark on my face. Tomorrow would suck... I got into my pajamas and tried to sleep, by now it was 8 and all I wanted to do was sleep, then, I got a text,
Unknown on left
Y/n on right

Hey y/n

Uh...Hi... who is this?

Oh it's Gene. I got your
number from Dante

      Dante... my ex best friend....

Ok... what do you need

Nothing, just wanted
to say hi

Oh ok... hi

Hi

Text end

Well then... Gene has my number...That's nice. But what about Maria? I need to ask Gene about Maria. But I will tomorrow. For now I need to try to sleep.

I has laid in bed for 2 hours but I couldn't sleep. So i went to the bathroom.. I thought to myself... who would care if I died? No one would care..kill yourself... huh? What was that.. now there's a voice in my head... fun... but it's right. Maybe I should. I reached into my cabinet and grabbed a razor blade. I laid it against my wrist. I made 1...2...3...4...5...6 cuts on each arm. I was bleeding alot. I stared getting lightheaded and quickly washed off any remaining blood and wrapped my arms in bandages.

I stated walked back to my room and laid down in bed. I looked at the time 10:23 PM I should try to sleep. I feel asleep about 5 minutes later..

SUMMARY FOR WHO DIDNT READ....

You came home and father was there and hurt you. You passed out and woke up and decided to go to bed. You couldn't sleep and cut yourself then went to sleep.

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