𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖 +

𝐓 𝐖 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐘 - 𝐒 𝐈 𝐗

Ezra

I open the front door and closed it softly behind me. I dreaded coming home today. My father was home and I'm not in the mood for his bullshit today. I slowly make my way past the living and saw him passed out on the couch. The whole living room just smells like beer and cigarettes cans and bottles littered everywhere. Cigarettes sticks laying everywhere on the ground. I almost gag at the wrenching smell that hit my nostrils.

I walked slowly up the stairs and sigh in relief when he didn't wake up like last time.

I closed my bedroom door softly and locked it immediately after. I dropped my bag on the floor and plopped down on my bed.

Valencia is acting weird lately. She's more touchy with me and would kiss my cheeks as much as she can. She checks up on me regularly to see if I'm still doing good and it makes me feel some kind of way.

A good way.

Valencia is beautiful anyone can see that from a mile away. Her beautiful long silky brown hair. Her gorgeous green eyes I can stare at for hours. Her pretty pink plump lips that I just want to kiss constantly.

Recently I've been constantly thinking about her and it's frustrating since I can't catch feelings for her. It wasn't the agreement to catch feelings for one another when we started this fake dating thing.

But nonetheless I think I'm busy falling for her and that scares me since I've never had such strong feelings for anyone before. I can clearly tell that I have strong feelings for her but I doubt that she would feel the same.

I suddenly heard a bang on my door and I jumped in fear. My heart sank to my stomach when I heard his slurred voice.

"Open this fucking door!" The banging on my bedroom door was getting louder by the second.

"NOW!" I swallowed thickly before I made my way to the door. With shaky hands I unlocked it and not even a second later the door flys open and hit my right in the face.

I hiss at the pain I feel on my left brow. My head snapped up to my father and there he stood with a glare on his face.

I can smell the alcohol on him from a mile away and I wanted to gag at the smell.

Fuck, when was the last time he showered?!

"Why didn't you greet me when you got home?" He asked me his green eyes darkening as he stare at me.

"Y-You w-were asleep, I didn't want to bother you." He let out a dark grin.

"So I'm not your father anymore?" He asked sarcastically and I frown.

"You will respect me, little girl!" He jabbed one of his thick fingers into my chest and I hold back a wince.

The next thing I know his fist connect with my stomach and all the air in my body is knocked out of me. I gasp for air as I bend over. I felt him grabbing me by the hair and yanking me back up. I whimper at the pain I feel at my abdomen and head.

"You disgust me!" He yell and slapped my hard across the face, my whole body slammed into the near wall. He grabbed me by my throat and squeezed it.

"I fucking wish you died instead of your mother!" He slammed me against the wall and I let out a sob.

"Please just let me go." I beg him and he let out a menacing laugh.

"Sure, once I'm done with you." He hit me in the stomach hard and I felt my ribs crack. I fell to the floor and felt his foot connect with my abdomen, chest, arms, legs, I curl up in a ball and protected my head when he continued to kick me.

Once he was done he left my room and I just lay there emotionless. He never went this far like he did tonight. I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow. I let out a painful sob as I stood up from the ground.

I limped to my small bathroom and carefully took my clothes off. My heart sank at the sight of my body. I'm purple and blue on my arms and legs and my stomach hurts like a bitch. I'm pale in the face, I have a cut on my left brow where the door slammed into.

I completely stripped out of my clothes and climbed into the shower slowly and put the water on. I whimper as I wash over the sore spots on my body. Once I'm done I climbed out and dried myself off carefully. I dressed into my pyjamas and limped to my bed.

I almost cried as I lay down, the pain on my abdomen is excruciating and it's getting worse by the second.

I can't go on like this, I'll have to get  help.

Before it's too late and he might just kill me one day.

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~ R