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Chloe's POV

"SHUT THAT BABY UP, BEFORE I DO!! "my dad yelled from downstairs, making me flinch back.

I walked over to my brother Ethan, who was crying loudly on my bed. Since my parents didn't buy him a crib, we slept on my single bed with my 3 year old sister, Madison.

" Shh Ethan. Dont cry sweetie. "I whispered in his ear as I rocked him back and forth in my arms. He was crying and crying until he fell back to sleep." Chloe, I'm hungry " Madison whispered to me with tears in her eyes.

I placed Ethan on my bed before I go downstairs "Stay here and make sure Ethan doesn't cry, okay? I'm going to go downstairs and make us some Mac 'n Cheese. How' s that Madison? "

" That would be great Chloe! Thank you! " she squeeled as she hugged me tight.

Before I left I kissed her forehead and made my way downstairs. And I saw my screaming dad at the television while my mum was smoking.

" What are you doing here, huh?" my mum said sarcastically.

"I-I'm making s-some m-mac an-and che-e-se. F-for M-mad-dison. She-e's
h-hungry "I say nicely and nervously as I stuttered. Suddenly, my head snapped to my right side as my cheek stung.

" HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU EAT WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?! YOU THREE LITTLE RATS CAN STARVE AS PUNISHMENT! "she yelled at me while smacking and kicking the life out of me. I tried to cover my head, so I won't bleed.

" I should've killed all of you!When I had the chance!!" after that, my mum went outside and smoked some more, leaving me on the floor bruised. I quickly grabbed 4 small cookies from the kitchen counter and a small carton of milk and ran upstairs.

"Mac and Cheese! yay! " Madison squeled quietly, clapping her hands
Her smile dropped quick as a lightning when she saw me without macaroni and cheese in my hands.
" I'm sorry Maddy. There was no mac and cheese left. But I got you these. " I said sadly as my sister had never got to eat a decent meal

" That's okay Chloe" Madison whispered as she nibbled on the chocolate cookies I gave her. I carried Madison onto my bed and sat there, letting Ethan drink some milk.

"YOU SLUT! COME DOWNSTAIRS! NOW!"

The room shook making all of us scared. "Lock the door and stay here okay? No matter how much screaming there is, DONT go downstairs. Promise me Madison?"

Madison nodded and I quickly dashed downstairs." Yes Dad?" I squeked like a little mouse.

"WHAT THEHELL IS THIS CRAP YOU COOKED FOR ME?!"

"It's a fish and chips-"

"MORE LIKE CRAP YOU IDIOT! IT TASTES HORRIBLE!"

Before I could reply, I was pushed against the wall, choked.

"STUPID! USELESS!"he yelled, smacking me. I was now on the floor being kicked and punched, blood everywhere, "Pl-please stop." I whimpered with hot tears.

Harry's POV

I laid on my bed, with my earphones on, listening some music.

"HARRY! BREAKFAST IS READY!

"COMING! "

I got up and quickly got dressed, wearing a black v neck t-shirt, black and white chuck Taylors and dark denim jeans.

"Perfect" I smiles at myself in the mirror and walked downstairs.

[AT SCHOOL]

"Sup chase!"
"Sup Harry!"
My friend and I walked I to the school's hallway laughing and joking around, when something got my attention.

"Hey nerd!" I threw Chase's football at the nerd's head, causing her to fall down. I walked up to that nerd, smiling "Nice Faace!" I chuckled.

She multiple bruises on her face, colored redish eggplant purple. Her cheeks were puffy and swollen and lips cracked.

"G-go a-aaway Harry" she whimpered with tears.
I push her hard into the lockers. Dammit. Okay, maybe it wasn't a good idea.
Blood dripped out of her head as she held it and cried. Sure, I bullied her, giving her bruises and ripping her books, but I never made her bleed like this.

I smirked at her and off to class. "CHLOE! HARRY! COME HERE! NOW! the teacher yelled.

What is it! What does he wants! Did the teacher saw what I did? Oh dammit! Shit! what will I do?

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 06, 2016 ⏰

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