two doors down

grandparents

tw abuse

 not proof read

y/n pov

i enter the house making sure i hear my bedroom door close before facing my father. he doesnt say anything at first just holding his belt in his hand glaring at me. i calmly walk past him to start unpacking the groceries however when i crossed his path he grabbed my by my hair pulling me back completely. 

"HAVENT I ALWAYS TAUGHT YOU ABOUT RESPECT Y/N" he yells in my face punching his fist across my face which flung my head to the side. my ears started to ring and my vision tunneled. what he was saying was muffled as my heart beat loudly in my head. 

he punched me again and again grabbing my wrist yanking me to a standing position when i falter and fall. suddenly im harshly backed into a wall. "LISTEN TO ME WHEN IM TALKING TO YOU" he yells right in my face. 

he uses his belt to whip me and i bit my lip harshly in order to not cry out in pain. he gets bored of me or something and leaves to go drink some more. my head was spinning and my ears were ringing loudly. i sunk to the floor falling to my side as i stared ahead waiting until i was okay to stand up again. 

the feeling passed and i used the thing next to me to stand up. using the wall for support i finish putting the groceries away banging into the cupboard doors alot and i had to take a lot of breaks but i got it done. 

after that i was going to go to my room to pass out but i remembered mattie was in there and i didnt want too scare him. i walk into the bathroom closing and locking the door. i sink down to the floor and thats when i take a deep breath. 

it hurts but i manage. my phone vibrates a couple times in my pocket but i ignore it. closing my eyes i go to put my head back on the door but it hurts too much from where my dad pulled my hair. i swear if i had a bald patch now. 

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15 minutes later i felt recovered enough to stand up and look at myself in the mirror. 2 black eyes, a bruised jaw, welts across my back and several marks up my arms. i take off my clothes getting in the shower to relieve some of the pain. 

i bend down again and wrap my arms around my legs, resting my head on my knees. i was taking more deep breaths when my fathers loud voice scared me. "THEY WILL BE HERE IN 30 MINUTES HURRY UP AND LOOK PRESENTABLE" he yelled through the locked bathroom door. 

i get up from my spot waiting for the dots to clear and dizziness to stop before turning the shower off and getting changed. i always kept clean clothes in here so that was lucky. 

after the short walk to my bedroom i hear muffled crying. i go into my room and see mattie curled up in my wardrobe crying and shaking. he looks up at me and stands up jumping into my arms. it hurt but anything for this kid. 

"hey its okay mattie, your safe" i tell him holding they boy close and taking a seat on my bed. he pulled away from the hug and looked at me sadly. 

"no your all bruised again, its not okay" he cries. holding either side of my face gently. 

"it will be the last time for a while, my grandparents are coming, you'll love them i promise. and my dads always super nice when they're around so we will be okay" i assured him. he nodded and sat on my bed with his crayons and paper while i used the foundation i bought to cover up the bruises. 

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putting a hoodie on over my outfit mattie and i leave to go greet the grandparents who i just heard pull up. my fathers standing at the front door with his arm around his wife, whatever her name was. 

"oh enough of you, wheres my favourite granddaughter" i hear my pop say, (or whatever) he walked inside and gave me a massive hug. it was hard not to wince. "how are you petal" he questions starting a conversation. after all the catch up we decided to go out for dinner. much to my fathers protest. he hates spending more money than he needs too unless its on drugs and alcohol. 

we had to take 2 cars since there was 7 of us and my father decided mattie was going with my grandparents so they can get to know eachother more while i went with him and his wife. they left first and then us and i was tense the whole trip. 

he was laughing maniacally swerving on the roads. even running red lights for fun. my heart was racing the whole time but his wife was just laughing and having the time of her life like it was a roller coaster. 

no wonder i hate car rides. 

we almost hit a couple cars but eventually we made it to the place we were going for dinner. the others were waiting by the door for us and we all walked in together. "your right they are awesome" mattie whispered to me as i held his hand. i smiled at him and we all sat at a table. 

now for the horrible part. ordering...

a/n 

short but i lost motivation