"Here's my little gurl. And where is your lovely mummy?" my father said. I was looking at him totally schocked. I couldn't believe my own eyes. He was there, he was fucking there and I could do nothing. When I realised that he is standning in my door, I tried to push him away, but he didn't move at all, he just smiled and went right into me. He pushed me away and said: "You still don't understand the meaning: I'm a father and you're just a fucking brat, and Im gonna to torture you to death?" I yelled. My mum probably heard it, cause she ran out of kitchen. When she saw him, she screamed louder than me. "What the hell are you doing here? Im gonna call police, Peter!!" she said scared as hell. "Oh please, you wouldn't dare to call police, my dear. I need a place to stay, that's all and by the way, also here my friends need some place, and I think you don't mind if they stay, right?" he smiled at my mum. When she didn't reply, he put his hand into a pocket and grabbed a knife.
He put it on my neck and pushed bit harder. I started to cry, I didn't know what else to do!!! "Ok,ok, just let her go, Peter. Let Carly go, and you and your fucking friends can stay here." my mummy said. She was trying to sound calm and totaly ok, but she was not. When my father heard that, he pushed harder one more time and left me alone. After this scene his scary friends came into our flat. There where two of them, maybe even more scary than my father is. Both totaly tattooed, smelled like alcohol and cigarettes and it was obvious that he met them in the jail.
I grabbed my mum's hand and ran into my room. We both cried, but my mum was trying to be calm, cause she didn't want to look too desperate in front of my father. I sat on my bed. I was crying and shaking even though I was trying to calm myself. Mum gave me a kiss on cheek and went to kitchen with words: "I need to show them, where they can sleep and these things." I was there alone. I looked at my phone and saw that I have 3 missed calls from Harry. I couldn't call him, he would find out that I was not ok, and I couldn't bear it. I texted him: Hey, sorry I didn't call ya, really busy today. Carly xx and pressed send. After few seconds my phone vibrated. Are you ok? Im gonna pick you up tomorrow, heard you have no school these days, so be prepared at 11 am. Harryxx. I didn't even reply, didn't have the mood to fight with him, cause he is too stubborn. I layed on my bed totally exhausted. I was listening to the conversation in the kitchen and everything seemed quiet ok, but suddenly, my mum yelled. I jumped off the bed and ran to the kitchen.
What I stopped in the kitchen, where my mum was laying on the floor and she was bleeding from her nose. "What have you done to her?" I screamed to my father and tried to help my mummy. "Leave her alone, Carly!!! Stand up!" he yelled at me. I was so scared that I did exactly what he asked me for. And I really shouldn't do that. When I stood up, he hit me. He hit me so hard that I was on the floor again, now laying next to my mum, also bleeding from my nose, but it didn't hurt as much as my eye.Then he kicked us both and smiled:"Ok, I thing everything is clear now. Me and my boys are gonna go to the pub, don't try to do anything. I can kill you, remember that!" With these words, he left us. I tried to stood up, but my ribs hurted too much. My mum was breathing badly, heard that she is really not fine. But she stood up, without a word and went to my room. I knew that she's gonna stay there with me, where else should she stay, right? When I saw that she was able to stood up, even though her injuries were much worse than mine, I stood up too, but with scream. I went to bathroom just to check my face.
It was horrible. I had one huge bruise under my left eye, my nose was bleeding and when I put off my T-Shirt, I had one black-red bruise on my right ribs. I couldn't touch them, it was like he was kicking once more. I scratched my face, put down all the blood. Put on my pyjamas and went to my room. Mummy was already asleep, thank God. I was happy she didn't see me. She would cry and I didn't want it. I locked the door, just in case and layed on bed next to mummy. I was so tired that I felt asleep after few seconds.
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When I woke up, I realised that Im alone in my bed. I almost got mad, but then I found a letter on my table. Sweetie, Im at work, They're somewhere, I have no idea where and he told me that they're not gonna be back till 7 pm. Don't worry, love you. Mum xoxo I felt big relief going through all my body. I checked the clock and I saw that it's 9:30 am. I had a lot of time to make myself ok, well at least looking quiet ok. When I came to the bathroom I was surprised. Bad surprised. The bruise under my left eye was even bigger than yesterday. And my ribs? The bruises were really massive and it hurt like a hell. I think that at least 2 of them were broken. I knew that Harry is gonna pick me up in about an hour so I grabbed make up and tried to cover up the bruise on my face. It didn't really work but what else could I do? then I realised that outside is lovely sunny day! Yes, I thought. My big sunglasses were able to cover it perfectly.
After a light breakfast, I cleaned the flat, cause my father and his mates made really big mess out there.
When I looked to the clock again, it was already 10 minutes before Harry should come. So I put on my tight white jeans, black loose t-shirt, so my ribs could stay hiden and casual flats. Grabbed my purse, made a pony tail, put on my sunglasses, locked the door and went outside. Harry was already there, standing in front of his car and looking at me. He was wearing white shirt, tight jeans and white converse. He looked amazing again. I smiled at him: "Hey man, how ya doin?" He also smiled and hugged me. I didn't want to scream but my ribs hurt more than I thought they ever will. I tried to smile at him to make him sure that Im ok, but he frowned."What happend Carly? You didn't reply me yesterday and now you look like something's wrong. What's it?" he cared. I wanted to tell him but I knew I can't. One of his sentences yesterday, when he was talking to my mum: Hope you understand you can't talk about me and my mates with anyone! Do you hear me? Anyone, or I'll like you both! I just smiled at Harry and said: "Nothing to worry about, let's go to the park, shall we?" He frowned once more, but he let me go to the car. When we bothe sat there he said:"Can you put those sunglasses down? It's not shining so much, is it?" "Well, it's shining a lot, I think, so I better keep them on my face." But this wasn't a good reaction for him. Suddenly he grabbed my sunglasses and put them down. I tried to hide my face but he stopped me. He grabbed my chin and turn my face to him. "What the fuck is this Caroline?"
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