Saving Her

Part 1

A r i a n a ' s  P o v

"GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" My monster of a dad screams.

"NO DAD!! PLEASE!!" I scream back as I run to shut my bedroom door and I quickly go into my bathroom. I slouch down on the floor and began to start crying. What did I ever do to deserve this? I start hearing loud pounds on my bedroom door.

"YOU THINK THAT A FUCKING DOOR WILL KEEP ME AWAY FROM BEATING YOUR ASS!?!" My father shouts, his words full of hate only make my crying worse.

"JUST STOP, PLEASE!! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I plead with tears streaming down my face. Then, finally I hear silence. But, soon after I hear my door being broken down by my father full of rage. Immediately after, I hear his footsteps stomping toward my bathroom sanctuary.

I couldn't help but begin to grow more frightened. When he finally opened up the door, my dad grabbed me by my hair and dragged me by it across my bedroom floor.
"No, no!" I say to my dad, pleading for him to stop.

"SHUT UP BITCH!" My dad says screaming at me, his voice becoming hoarse. I became weak and shed more tears in front of my dad that was now a monster. When my mother fell ill and soon after died of cancer, he started drinking, coming home really late, and started abusing me. One late night he came home, really drunk and I heard him downstairs throwing things at the wall.

F l a s h b a c k

I got up from my bed to check up on him.
As I ran down the stairs I yelled towards him, "Dad, dad! Stop, what are you doing!?" He continued to throw things towards the wall.

I went up to him and said, "Dad, Mom wouldn't stand to see you like this! You think that she would like to see you drinking all night, and coming home to your daughter in this state!?" After I screamed at him, he slapped me so hard that I just stood there in shock. That was the first time my dad had ever hit me.

"DON'T YOU EVER TALK BACK TO ME AGAIN! YOU HEAR ME!?!"

"Yes father. I'm so sorry." I say as I start sobbing. My dad would've never hit me. At least that's what I thought. All my life, he never ever laid a hand on me. But I guess that all changed when my mother died. Then he continued hitting me throughout the night, for no reason. That was the night I lost the feeling of being safe around my father.
 
E n d  O f   F l a s h b a c k

He continued to drag me by my hair towards the stairs. "I'm going to teach you a little lesson little bitch!" My dad spat in my face.
 
"Dad what are you doing!?" I question.

"Oh, you will see!" He says. As we were next to the stairs, he suddenly pushes me down. After a couple of stairs that I fell rolling from, I harshly land on the floor. As I'm still laying on the floor, my dad comes down and starts picking me up, grabbing my wrists tightly. "Ow, dad! Stop!! Your hurting me!" I said. "Good!!" He tells me. After he picked me up from the floor, he starts slapping me hard.

I'm still not used to his hard slaps. He then punches me right in the face, and I quickly feel my face for blood. After my dad punching me a couple of times, he pushes me roughly on the ground.

"HOPE YOU LEARNED YOUR  LITTLE LESSON YOU LITTLE SLUT!" My dad says as he makes his way upstairs. "AND NEXT TIME, IT WILL BE WORSE!" He shouts as he slams his room door upstairs. I didn't even do anything wrong. I guess the reason he always abuses me is because he needs someone to take his anger out on. But why on his own daughter?

T h e  N e x t  D a y

"GET UP FOR SCHOOL, YOU ILLITERATE FUCK." My dad slurred as he's angry with a hangover as usual. I do as I'm told so I won't get "punished." It's like this everyday. He shouts at me, then I command to his services. I stretch to get all my insides awakened for today, and can't help but feel pain while I'm doing it.

My daily routine consists of me going into the shower first, pick out my clothes that consists of a black hoodie after, and put my hair up in a high ponytail, and that's all. I put on my make up to try to cover some of the bruises on my face.

After I'm satisfied with my work, I prepare myself for a long walk to school since my father doesn't even care to make sure I get to school on time.

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When I arrive to school, I'm already 10 minutes late to my first period class. Great, just what I need. As I open the door, it seems that I interrupted something. All I just saw was what looked like to be a new student that kept staring at me, while he was standing next to the teacher.

"Oh, miss Grande please take your seat. That's un-exceptional to be late again." My teacher says as she scolds me. "It won't happen again. I'm so sorry." I tell her.

"Yeah, you said that the last time." She said as she earned a few snickers from the class. Can she just please get off my case about it already? Then one of the boys shouted, "Probably since she's sleeping around like the little slut she is!!" Lies. Most of the students start laughing as the boy said that.

I secretly try to hold in my tears that were warning to come out. As the teacher was about to say something, the new kid speaks up and said, "Dude, you don't even know what your saying, so if I were you, I would keep my mouth shut." The new kid says. The students looked shocked that someone actually spoke up for me. After he said those words, that shut them all up.

"Just take your seat." The teacher sternly says to me. After I'm done taking my seat, she continues on with what she was doing before I got here. "Okay, as I was saying, please welcome our new student Justin....," The teacher paused for a moment as she was saying his name.

"It's Bieber, Justin Bieber." He says back to her. "Oh, okay." The teacher replies. "Please take your seat next to....," the teacher pauses again as she's looking around the classroom for an available seat. Our class is pretty big, so.. "Miss grande. Please take a seat next to her." She said as she points to me.

After he sits down, the teacher begins her lesson. While I was listening to one of her same boring speeches, Justin whispered to me. "Hey, nice to meet you. Just ignore all the assholes in your classroom." He whispered to me as he smiled at the end.

Oh, if only he knew that it wasn't just in the classroom where people were mean to me.

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