I wake up at 11:30 am and limp down for breakfast/lunch. My body still hurts from him. He isn't home right now. I make a sandwich, eat at the table and hear to my room. I hop in the shower and see bruises on my stomach from where he kicked and bruised on my side from when I was pushed off my bed. My life was perfect before my mother passed and now everything is falling apart, my life is falling apart. My father is abusive and never home and I have no friends. I have no where to go to be safe from him. No one to tell. I would tell the police but he would get away and he said my punishment will be so much worse than it already is. I check the time and its already 12:30. The door slams open, and just as yesterday my father stumbles into the house and slams the door. He is early. I sit in my bed my back against the window, it's open just a crack for some reason. He stumbles up the stairs and he pushes my door open. "I miss your mother. She would be okay if it weren't for you. I wish you were never born," he says. He blames my mothers death on me. It makes no sense. "I miss mum too, she was in a crash, I couldn't kill her," why do I always say things. It gets him angrier every time. "You just need to shut up, of corse it was your fault, your bad luck." He says and pulls me by my hair and I scream really loudly before I fall off my bed. "Shut up you piece of trash," he says in an angry tone and kicks my stomach twice then my head. Everything suddenly turns black.
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This is Us (Niall Horan)
FanfictionWhen a girl moves into town with the so called "perfect family" that title suddenly disappears as everything goes wrong in the family, causing bad things to happen. Mackenzie Smith moves into a new house in Mullingar, Ireland not knowing how wrong t...