My abuser

chapter 8

Why are they staring at me like that, I kept on thinking. After about 5 minutes of continual thinking I decided to head back to my room. But when I turned around I saw my dad standing in front of me. Everyone behind me started snickering and whispering something that I couldn't understand. I looked back at them and they all stopped talking and pointedg back at my dads. When I look back at my dad I saw him holding a butcher knife in his hand. I gasp and took a step back.
" if you kill me then the court will just come after you and you'll go to jail. Plus you won't have anyone to pick on once I'm dead." I manged to say in a small and quit voice.
"I know that im not going to kill you darling I'm just going to make sure you won't be able to leave this house for a little while or maybe forever" he said with a sick and twisted grin on his face.
I went to take a step back but instead felt myself up against somebody else's body. I looked up and saw one of the other men holding me back. The other one was still on the couch snickering and laughing, but this time I could make out what he was saying.
" just kill her I have money to bail you out of jail" the man on the couch taunted.
" don't kill her just stab someplace that could kill her slowly so then she feels the pain" the other one said while holding me.
" the thing is I'm not going to kill you and I'm not going to let you die slowly I need you... I need you to suffer." My father said.
I closed my eyes as to not be able to see what would happen and so no tears would stream down my cheeks. I felt a horrible sharp pain come from my left thigh. I let out a sharp scream then fell to the floor holding my thigh still not opening my eyes. I could feel the blood falling from my leg on to the floor soaking my jeans. And then felt a horrible stinging in my cheek. I let out another scream as I fell onto the ground clutching my face. One thing I learned from all my dads beatings was to never let your face show. I felt a horrible sting in my cheek. I let out another scream as I fell to the ground clutching my face. I covered my face and letting out small groans and screams. I felt my body going back and forth as they kicked me roughly. I heard them laugh. With every kik they called me a name. After what seemed like hours they finally stopped at last. I heard the door slam shut. I open my eyes finally to see them walking down the road headed to my dads car. I let out a small sigh of relief and got up. I fell back down to the hard ground letting out another scream. I look down at my leg to see the knife stuck in it. I put one of my hands around the wound and the other at the handle of the knife. I pulled the knife out of my leg as fast as I could, hoping to not feel a thing. But I was wrong. I let out another long agonizing scream. I stood up again on my one good leg and started to wobble over to the ladder. Once I got to the ladder I saw familiar eyes through the darkness.