You are what you love not who loves you

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As the leather of the belt tears though my skin. I think what it would be like to get away from this monster of a man I call my father. What it would be like to be free. Not to come home to my living nightmare. Where the monster whips me and cuts as he doing now. Just when I'm about to past out he stops. He bends down next to me and whispers.

I do this because I love you. Its going to make you strong. You will thank me one day. He says smiling

Thank you sir. I say even though I don't mean it

Your welcome now go to bed. He says

I drag my bloody body upstairs. Jump in the shower to get all the blood off. Then I pour achool on my back then wrap it up. I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

I wake up and go downstairs to make his breakfast. I eat an big breakfast to keep healthy and drag myself to get dressed. I brush my long blonde and black hair put on and tank top, vest, and pants (outfit in pic). I go down stairs and see him reading the newspaper. When I come down and sit next to him, he sets the newspaper down and smiles.

Tris, I'm going on an trip for work. I will be gone for an month so you will be on your best behavior got it. He said the last part as a threat. Wait an month I can finally get away!

Yes sir, I will be on my best behavior. I said

Good, now I will leave 2,000 for the house and food. No friends over, no parties.  No nothing. Just keep the house clean and that's it. He demanded

Ok sir. I said

I will also give you another lesson for you remember. He said while taking off his belt.

Turn around and take off your top and pants. He commands. I take them off and wait for the pain. I feel it rip my skin apart as he whips me harder for crying out. After about 30 whips later he stops.

Now I have to go. I will see in a month. I love you bye. He says while closing the door. I start to see black spots. The last thought in my head was.

I WILL GET OUTTA HERE.
All rights of Divergent goes to the awesomeness Veronica Roth

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