Vivian Carter, the girl in photography that keeps to herself. She hides behind her camera and doesn't talk to anyone. Shes been looking for a job and finally gets offered a babysitting job.
The little sister of George Ruzek.
George Ruzek, the popula...
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I got home and braced myself before walking into the house. Immediately I was grabbed by my hair and thrown into the wall.
"Where have you been?!" My father asked getting close to my face.
"I got a job, i'm babysitting a little girl so I have to stay late" I told him looking down.
"Well you better be bringing all that money home and help me pay these bills" he said.
I nodded hoping he would just let me go but no he couldn't. He grabbed my hair and pulled me back up so I was standing before he punched me in the face two times before letting go, making me fall to the ground.
He left to the kitchen and I heard the silverware clashing and knew I needed to get up stairs before it happened. I got up and started running for the stairs but I couldn't get there in time before he grabbed my arm and pulled me back pushing me to the ground.
"Wait dad please" I tried to talk him out of it but he just pulled up my sleeve showing all the scars he's put on me before. He brought the knife to my arm and started making little slits. I don't know why he did this but the blood amused him.
By the end both my arms had blood running down them. He never cut deep enough to kill me, it was only deep enough to make scars.
He kicked me in the ribs one time before yelling at me to go upstairs. I struggled but finally made it upstairs and I immediately took off all my clothes and got in the shower making my new cuts sting.
I washed off all the blood and got out of the shower. I uncovered myself from the towel and looked in the mirror just to look at all the scars and bruises. My body was cover in ugly black and blue bruises but some turned green from being old. My face now had a cut lip and bruises.
Scars covered my arms and I broke down in tears when I saw my ribs basically poking out of my skin. I feel down the floor and just hugged my knees to my chest in the corner.
I continued to cry for what felt like hours before I got up and changed into sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I decided I would sneak out my window and go into the city.
I live in New York but not the city part so I rarely go down there, but I might as well. I grabbed my keys and
I jumped out the window and onto the box that's right outside it before sliding down the box and leaving to my car. I got in and left immediately knowing I would get caught if my dad saw my headlights.
I drove for a little while before I realized I was almost out of gas and needed some. I pulled over into a gas station and filled it up before parking and going inside to get something to drink since I had like an hour in the car.
"Vivian?" I froze when I heard George's voice from behind me.
I grabbed a water bottle and a packet of gum before going to the register, choosing to ignore George.
"Vivian, don't ignore me" George said firmly.
"What do you want Ruzek?" I asked a little annoyed.
"What are you doing out so late?" He asked and I just shrugged and payed for my stuff before leaving the store.
I walked outside and I could feel George behind me.
"Where are you going so late, don't get in that car Vivian" He said when I was about to open the door. I pulled up my hood and turned around, luckily it was dark and I was pretty sure that George couldn't see anything.
"Im just going to the city, i'm bored" I told him.
"The city? At this time?" He asked and J nodded.
"That's stupid, especially to go alone" He said and I shrugged.
"I do it all the time, now can I go" it wasn't really a question cause it didn't matter if he said yes or no, I was going anyway.
"Only if I can come" He said and I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"Don't you have better things to do than hangout with me" He shrugged and stepped closer to me and I put my head down so he wouldn't see my face.
"Why won't you look at me?" He asked putting his fingers under my chin but I slapped his hand away.
"Just leave me alone George" I said turning around. Before I could get in my car he grabbed my wrist making me wince in pain which didn't go unnoticed.
He let go of my arm but grabbed it back gently after he turned me around.
"Whats wrong?" He was about to lift up my sleeve but I yanked my arm out of his hand and pulled my sleeves over my hand.
"Fuck off, Ruzek" I said before getting in my car and continuing my drive to the city that never sleeps. ————— Author I'm doing a double post cause this chapter was short again but anyways if you've read my other story you know that i do the abusive dad and eating disorder, idk i like the drama and it keeps it interesting but anyways love you guys sm- shay
