Chapter Six - Family Lines

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Freyas P.O.V.

Where have you been? My father yells as soon as I walk near the living room

I bite back my bitterness smelling whiskey a mile away. My father hasnt been a father in years, why he bothering to sound like one now is both confusing and terrifying for he is a violent drunk. I try to walk past him calmly to my room.

You fucking whore I asked you a question!

I was at the library. It isnt a lie, but I know even if I had God himself prove my innocence it wouldnt matter. He hasnt hit me for a few weeks, but I can tell this night is different. I try to walk backwards very slowly to the door so I can escape.

You are a whore just like your mother was! he screams throwing his near empty of bottle of liquor near my head causing me to jump. Im regretting not staying with Nicholas and Noah tonight like they asked me to.

I have school tomorrow. I need to finish studying I graduate in 2 months.

You think youre better than me, dont you?!

No, I just want to go study is all.

You are nothing but a mistake. He screams next to my face grabbing my arm taking me to mirror in the hall. I try just to roll with it the best anyone can in these situations, I bite my tongue so hard I half expect blood.

Look in the mirror LOOK! I look into the mirror, still not sure how far the rage is going to go tonight.

You are a waste of space your mother killed herself to rid herself of you. Here, do everybody a favor and die! he hands me a blade knowing I had struggled with self-harm in the past. I just look blankly at it I cant believe my own Father hates me this much. Before I can do anything a punch to the head sends me forward into the mirror causing it to break.

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