Chapter 19- black out

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(Abuse warning)
Danny
When I walk in I see my mum waiting for me.
"Come here." I hesitantly walk over and she kicks my legs, causing me to fall.
"You weak shit." She starts.
"You weak, little baby. The schools told me you got into an argument because that Josh kid brought up a 'touchy subject'? Are you fucking 4 years old??" She spits.
"I'm sorry." Was all I could mutter out.
"Your sorry? Your gonna be sorry." She chuckles. She undoes her belt and slides it out. She starts to whip me, leaving painful marks. Every-time I whimper in pain she throws another insult and hits me harder. I start to cry.
"Keep your tears in. You can cry when I give you something to cry about bitch!" She slaps me across the face and I wipe my tears.

She walks over to the kitchen and takes a knife.
"I said one more fight." She points the knife at me.
"It wasn't a fight."
"Oh? Are you talking back? ARE YOU TALKING BACK?" She screams and pins me down to the floor. She starts to carve at my arms. I scream in pain and she stops. She walks over and grabs duck tape, before aggressively sticking it over my mouth.
"Take off your shirt." I hesitate but listen.
She pins me down again and starts to carve on my body, writing words or just going to town on my skin. I try to yell and shout but no sound comes out. By now blood is gushing down my body and I start to feel queasy.
"Feeling sick yet? We're only getting started."
She grins and starts to hit me and beat me.

Everything hurts and I just want to die. I turn to face the knife which is laying on the floor, covering the floor in blood. She follows my gaze and smirks, "you want the knife eh? You wanna be cut Hm?"
I nod and she starts to cut again. After a few deep, painful cuts she holds it to my throat.
"You wanna die?"
I nod, "get up." She orders
I stand up and she kicks me in the stomach, sending me back to the floor.
"Useless fuck."

In the distance I hear sirens, I wish they were coming for me. I'm brought out of my thoughts by my mother ripping the tape off.
"Kill me." I mumble.
"What?
"End my fucking life please." I cry. She holds the knife to my neck and starts to move it closer. My vision starts to go blurry. Suddenly, everything goes black.

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