*ashleys pov*
I heard glass shadering in my sleep causing me to jolt up at the sudden noise. Im spending a night at my cousin tonys house because he doesnt like seeing me marked from beatings. Being the person that i am i get up to find out what made the noise. When i look in to tonys room i saw nothing so i head downstairs.
I look at the floor to watch where im going only to see a thick substance on the kitchen floor. When i walk in all i see is tony on the floor just laying there. I turned and turned on the light only to see the most horrific depressing sight ever.
Tony was surrounded in blood and stabbed more then 30 times in the chest. I couldnt move or scream or call for help i just broke down and cried til i couldnt breath.
I finally stopped after hours of crying and call the police they question me for hours. What made me get mad at the police was that they kept repeating the same questions. Im 15 what in the world makes you think i want to be questioned by people im afraid of of the same thing every five seconds.
After they were finished they took me back my hell hole. The last place i want to be is home with my parents all they do is drink and beat me. After police left my house my 'dad' comes down with a studded belt. "I f**king hate you worthless little s***!!!" He yells while beating me with the belt. Sad thing is this happens so often it doesnt hurt anymore.
"I bet you killed him you little b***h!" He screamed in my ear while dragging me by my hair to... The basement? " NO I DIDNT LET GO OF ME YOU PIG!!" He threw me head first down the stairs. That was the last thing i saw before everything went black.
