Imisha

iii. bad day

~imisha's pov~

"N- No! What are you doing STOP!" I screeched. "Shut up you stupid girl, don't shout at me." He said threateningly.

Once again he was injecting my mom with drugs which made her sick and crazy that she would pass out from exhaustion for the whole day.

I couldn't let this happen, I didn't know he did this until yesterday. I didn't do anything yesterday but today I decided I won't just stand there like a fucking corpse.

I needed to do something. I had to do something or it wasn't going to be long before he killed my mom.

Panicking, I tiptoed to the table and grabbed the flower vase. If this didn't work out I was definitely screwed, I knew I didn't like Carter but my mom never listened and now I have to get my hands bloody. Stop imi, this is not about you.

While he was busy injecting my mom with drugs, I smashed the vase on his head from behind.

He bellowed in pain, turned backward, and slammed me to the wall beside him. He held me by my throat, "You bitch, don't dare to mess with me, who said you could be here huh, you're just worthless. Even your mom didn't want you, if she did you wouldn't be here today." Wow. That shit hurt but I wasn't going to cower away and get pushed like a weak girl, I will fight back.

While he was busy blabbering shit about how my mom didn't want me I took that as a chance and punched him across the face. Hard. "You wait, you will pay." His threats sound so empty I can't- ouch.

He threw a fucking knife at me right on my calf and trust me it hurt like a bitch. I doubled in pain and fell to the floor.

He walked towards me and spat on my face, "You think you're so smart punching me and everything. Now that you know everything, I'm going to have so much fun while your mom's passed out." He laughed sickly.

He thrusted the knife out of my calf. I screamed in pain and he just kept laughing.

He climbed on top of me and pulled my jeans down. I tried wriggling out of his grip but he slapped me across the face and thrusted the knife inside my calf again. Deeper. I screamed again and-

I woke up with sweat covering my whole body. I untwisted myself out of the blanket and drank some water from my sipper.

What the heck, I hadn't had a nightmare for 3 months. I was making progress and now I'm back to square one.

I hated that even if he was locked away he continued making my life shitty.

I sighed and checked my phone. 6:05, wow I woke up before my mom today. I knew I couldn't go to sleep now so I made my way towards the bathroom.

After brushing my teeth I went to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Bacon and eggs with chamomile tea sounded good. I served it on two plates and covered them with a lid.

I went to the shower and did my business, I had school today. Ugh. I was so not ready, it had been a week since I was called in the principal's office. After that day, I ended up with bruises after every single class.

I was so strong and I absolutely loathed that I couldn't fight back.

I sighed and took out a graphic t-shirt, my red zipper hoodie, and some baggy jeans.