two doors down

should say the truth

not proof read

y/n pov
i couldn't say no to him i know lizzie has told us countless times if something happens we go back to her but it still feels like such bother to her.

i looked at mattie's reddened cheek and nodded grabbing his hand. i checked the hallways before leading him back through the house to the front door.

but when we got there i noticed the 4 more locks on the door. my eyebrows scrunched together as i looked for the keys but once i spun around my father was standing there.

"your not getting out of this house until you learn not to lie. and not to run to your little teacher friend" he warned. "matthew your to young to be trusted so your out of school but you y/n if you don't go to school the police, teacher and cps will be here so your just going to have to learn how to keep your mouth shut"

"and if you do tell. the kid gets it worse then you, you don't cry anymore" fucking sicko. "got it" he said i nodded but didn't verbally respond.

"GOT IT" he shouted slapping my face. i saw mattie jump beside me
"yes dad" "good" he walked off taking my phone of me and i sunk to the floor.

"so you just tell lizzie at school" mattie said sitting down right next to me i sighed and nodded scared shitless about what will happen if this doesn't work and my dad finds out i told someone.

later that night i was in my room mattie was in his but i couldn't sleep. but suddenly my dad opened my door with that distant look in his eyes again.

"ashley" he said. here we go again. he thinks im my mother when he's high. he came closer to me and i wish this wasn't real.

3rd person pov.
y/n wakes up the next morning at 4am sore and dreading another day at home. knowing she won't fall back asleep she finds an outfit off the floor and puts it back on before cleaning up her room.

she put everything back in its place before checking the time and going to the bathroom. after she went to start making breakfast for everyone.

i hear a door open and freeze looking towards hallway but i relax once mattie comes out. i could tell he was heading to my room but saw me in the kitchen.

"morning buddy" i smiled at him sad when i see the bruise on his face

"morning y/n, we only have 2 more days then lizzie will save us!" he said smiling. i smiled at him hopeful he gets out of this and accept his help as he helps me make breakfast.

half an hour later my father walked out of his bedroom and gave me an unapproving look taking the breakfast from where i had it prepared.

mattie's mum comes out next greeting the boy but scowling at me and taking her breakfast. i then hand the rest of it to mattie so he can eat while i clean up the kitchen.

"y/n you have to have breakfast too" he said not happy.
"im not hungry" i dismissed doing all the dishes. my dad came back in and grabbed 3 beers from the fridge not paying us any mind.

an hour later when it was barely 830am my father was already drunk. so every time i walked passed him to do my saturday jobs he would shove me or throw stuff at me just for fun.

time skip monday morning.

i told mattie to do everything our parents asked and stay safe he nodded completely serious.
i had loose long sleeves on to cover this weekends bruises but i didn't cover any with makeup.

just as i was about to leave the house my step mum stops me. "don't make me call your father and tell him your going out like that. cover up the ugly bruises already" she said following me to the bathroom.

not wanting to piss anyone off i cover the bruise around my neck and eye but that's all that was visable. she seemed satisfied unlocked all the locks on the door for me to leave.

i rode my bike to school still without my phone which meant no music. 10 minutes later i was at school but no one was around.

i head to my first class and see everyone already settled. "your 20 minutes late" my science teacher said. i apologised and sat down beside rose who looked at me concerned.

"what?" i asked her and she pointed to my hand where my knuckles were all red and the red turned to blue and purple around my wrist. i pulled my sleeve over my hand which hurt since i could barely open and close it.

my dad had grabbed my hand and wrist squeezing to pull me back yesterday and i think it's fucked my hand somehow. it's no better it's my writing hand.

riding to school one handed was inconvenient enough and now i have to hide it and do school work.

rose noticing my struggle though wrote her notes then wrote my notes for me. i thanked her and she said it was nothing

after science i was going to talk to lizzie. i also had her second session. rose seemed to go the same place and monica had joined us half way and we all sat in her room.

the second i locked eyes with miss olsen she knew. she got up and walked over to me making tears well in my eyes.

"i wasn't going to say anything but i can't let him keep doing this to mattie" i said and she nodded her eyes filling with tears herself. she wrapped her arms around me holding me close.

and then i woke up.