𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

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She gasped as she ran away from her home again. How many times has she ran out of the door of her home this month? How many times has she heard the yelling of her aunt and father calling after her? She doesn't even know. Covering her ears she cried as she ran down the road 'Shut up, god please shut up..!' She thoughts as her breathing quickened. She can't even recall the amount of times this happened this month. 8 times? She doesn't know. All she does know is that she needs to disconnect herself from the situation at hand, quickly too.

'You're so loud..' she panted as she finally reached a quiet spot. Her safe spot. She sat down at the dirtied floor. Yes it may be dirty but to her, it's her safe spot, she looked around her and saw the little things she left there last time still intact and not moved even by an inch. A sight left her trembling lips as she looked down at her phone and saw all the missed messages she got.

Get home this instant.
Who do you think you are?
Rohan is crying come take care of him right now I'm busy!!!

Where are you? I can hear your aunt and father yelling from my living room.

She frowned as she read her family's message and her friend's message as well. She replied to him, giving the usual spot she was at only for him to leave her on read. A soft sigh escaped her finally calmed body as she went to close her eyes, and inhale the tension-less area she was in and the silence she so desperately wishes to have constantly. Her body froze as she heard footsteps coming closer to her. Although she relaxed and turned around to smile at her friend.

"Hi Mik-" she started before a sharp stinging sensation hit her cheek. What was that? Why does it burn? Raced through her mind. "Hey" a soft voice said. She looked up at the figure and saw it was her father and her friend behind him. "Mika?" She said softly. His eyes widen as he finally noticed what happened, he quickly grabbed her arm and looked at her dad for her.

"Sort her out Mikaela." Her dad's gruffly voice said flatly to the blonde between them. Mikaela nodded his head as he gave her a cold, icy look. "Yessir" he said almost robotically. She looked at him, her body trembling as she heard the heavy footsteps of her father coming closer to her. 'No.. please no..' she thought as she felt tears prick her eyes.

"Shh.. shh it's okay.." his soft, sultry voice said as he calmed down her teary, panicked state. He stroked her hair as he allowed her to cry on him. "It's over now.." he said softly as he hugged her trembling body, "I had to.. I need your father to trust that I'm on his side.." he said again as he wiped her tears away, caressing her cheek slightly. "You know it pains me to do this to you.."

"Why would I ever want to hurt you?" He spoke again before hugging her once again.