When is it real?

1: Abuse

Niall's POV:

I was sitting at my house in Ireland when I heard a loud BOOM! I already know who it was and what had happened. My father was always abusive to me and my mother. He always comes home drunk or high and maybe both.

When he came in I went downstairs to see what he done this time. He had thrown a lamp at my mother because dinner wasn't done yet. He started to yell at her and say curse words towards her. She started crying and told me to go upstairs that she was fine. I knew that she wasn't tho but I didn't say anything back. I just went on upstairs.

As I was walking upstairs something else broke. I didn't know what it, but it scared me so bad. My dad always told me that if I ever told mom that he abused me that he would do the same thing to her while I was watching. One time he told me that he would kill her.  I didn't want him to kill her so I haven't said a word to anyone. Everyone at college asked me what had happened. I always told them I fell down the stairs or ran into a pole. The nurse told me that she would go to my house and show my mother, but I told her no every time. My mom asked me what happened a lot of times but I always told her school happened to me. I really didn't have any friends in college because I was considered a nerd. I was only book smart, but common sense wise i was just a plain idiot. I would always stay after school to help kids with their math, and everyday after I came home late with doing that I was either hit in the face or kicked over and over. Sometimes it was so bad that I would have asthma attacks. He would just laugh at me and kick me harder.  I came home today and put my stuff down. As soon as I walked through the door I felt my face hit the cold floor. My whole body was numb I couldn't move. I knew why he had done this. I was at school helping someone and mom was at work. That's how it always happens. I don't understand any of it but it's life. All of the sudden I was pushed up against the wall. I heard something unzip! I didn't know what it was until I found something sting my backside. It sent shooting pain through out my body. I then realized once I was standing in my own blood I was being raped by my own father. He was drunk, high, and he needed help.  I heard the door open but I don't think he did. When I saw who it was I was so happy. It was my mother. She called 911 first then hit him over the head with a big glass vase and knocked him out. When the police came they asked me and my mother so many questions. It sucked, I hated being put under pressure. When my mother finally found me through all the cops and investigators she asked me so questions and why I didn't tell her what he had done to me and Greg. She felt so bad for being a horrible mother, but I didn't think she was because she said she wouldn't have thought my dad would do that kind of stuff to anyone. After I was flooded with questions I finally went home and actually rested. It feels like I haven't rested in years. Mom gave me some sleeping medicine and I gently rested my head in my pillow and went to sleep.

A/N: This is my first book so I bet it's terrible.
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