Never say goodbye (janoskian fan fiction)

chapter 1

For those of you who are wondering, I'm Charlotte, im 15 years old and today 09/06/2013, is the day my dad ruined the rest of my life. 

I got home from school at 5 in the afternoon, my dad was no where to be seen. I was thankful not to see him.  And I walk around the house I see photos of my mother and father, torn up and thrown over the place. They must had had a fight. 

The house was a mess and you could see my dad had been up to his old tricks. Beating up mum. I walk up the stairs, not making a sound. The closer I get up the stairs I start to hear quiet crying. I walk towards the sound and gently place my bag on the floor. 

The sound is coming from the bathroom. It sounds like, my dad. I've never seen or herd him cry, I only get to see the horrible angry side of him. 

I get closer and I notice a few red marks on the floor. I dismiss the thought of it being blood and guessed my mum spilt some red wine. 

But I was wrong.

I slowly opened the bathroom door, to see my dad sat in the floor with his knees at his chest, holding a knife covered in blood. 

He heard the door creak open. He turns around and looks at me with sorry in his eyes.

"Dad?" I say, "w-what did you do?"  He was silent, I asked him again.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry" he repeated over and over again. 

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!" I shout at him.

"I-I k-killed y-your m-mum" I said dropping the knife. 

The anger that ran through my body was unbelievable, my dad then suddenly stood up racing towards me and the door. I moved out if his was before he got me. I followed him into his and mums bedroom. 

She was just laying their, still, lifeless, careless. If only she know how much I need her right now, I'm only 15, I need a mother, not just a dad who beats and kills people.

"Don't you dare tell anyone!!" my dad said with anger in his voice.

I don't reply to him, I can't just let him get away with if. He has to pay for what he done to mum. 

"Did you not hear me? You little fucking slut! ANSWER ME !!" He shouts at me calling my hurtful names.  I still don't reply to him.  He pins me against the wall, holding the knife covered in my mums blood, against my throat.   

"I mean it, if you tell anyone, I. Will. Kill. You" he says. Tears are streaming down my face.  

He starts to touch my leg, raising it higher and higher. Then he starts to pull down my school skirt as well as his trousers.   

This is the day that ruined the rest of my life....