Coincidentally Fated

Chapter 8:

As soon as I walked up the steps of the porch, I could feel the tension in the air. I was going to be in so much trouble. "Stay strong Lily," I thought to myself. I start thinking about the past, but shake those memories out of my mind. I didn't need a reminder of my past. I sighed and reached to open the doorknob. My fingers shook as I open the door.
When I enter the house, I instantly got hit with screams and yells.

"Haha your getting your ass kicked you fucking hoe!!!!"

"Where the hell were you, out sleeping with guys. Oh wait. You don't have a body that guys would like. "

"Your lateeeee!!! You are so getting grounded. "

"How could you not massage me!!!! Now my back hurts and I have a party to go to too,"

"Mom and Dad are waiting for you in the study. I can't wait to see your stupid face when you get your dumbass beat."

I try to stop the tears pouring from my face. Yes. I am sensitive and every little insult mattered to me. I try to walk to the study, but I didn't look where I was going and tripped over someone's foot. I landed with a thud on the floor and I could hear laughter. Oh great. I start to stand up, but I feel someone's foot on my stomach, pinning me down.
"Please get off Abby," I mumbled. Shit. Her foot was still on my stomach and it was starting to hurt like hell. She was wearing high heels too. I wince at the pain, but she ignores me and digs her heel deeper into my stomach. I try to muffle my screams as she starts kicking me, hard. I beg them to stop, knowing that it's what they want to hear. I close my eyes, hoping the kicking will stop. I moan as her kicking gets more violent and more brutal. I try to cover my face, in case she starts hitting there too.
I hear laughter in the distance and I open my eyes when I notice the kicking has stopped. There was still a burning sensation from her continuous kicking and I knew there would be a bruise. I try to get up and wince from the intense pain. How am I going to walk to the study like this?? I hear heels walking away and put my hand on my stomach. I groan as soon as I touch the area where it is swollen. I slowly get up on my feet and walk upstairs to the study. Mom and Dad were going to be more annoyed if I kept them waiting.
When I got to the door, I stopped hesitating. "Prepare yourself lily," I thought.
I took a deep breath, still feeling the pain on my stomach.
I opened the door and I see my parents sitting on a velvet couch. I lower my gaze and say softly," Hello, Mom and Dad,"
They turn their heads and I instantly cower from my spot. They noticed my reaction and they both stand up.
"Where the hell were you," my father demanded.

"W-well, I-I w-was c-coming back from school and the b- bus broke down and- "

"Stop lying child,"

"How dare you not come home to help your sister," my mom cried.

I stare at the ground, Afraid to answer. I waited to get slap and soon enough I feel a sharp pain on my cheek. I subconsciously touch my cheek with my hand and try not to cry.

" oh so you think not talking will solve anything ." My dad screamed.

He goes over to the closet in the corner of the room and my mom looks at me in disgusts. My eyes widen as he starts taking out a belt. No not the belt!!!!!!
"Please don't Dad, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I won't do it again. I swear I won't. Please dad, please." I say. I start to back away and my mom grabs my wrists firmly.
" if you knew that this was going to happen, why did you do it then," she says.
She holds my wrists tightly and pushes me toward my dad. I trip over my own feet and land right in front of my dad.
"Please don't dad. I promise to be good. I promise." I try to beg, but he just twists the belt and examines it. He smiles wickedly and before I could react, I feel someone shove me. I fall onto the floor and I see a pair of slippers stepping on my hands. I start breathing hard and shaking.
"This is for your own good," he says.
I feel tears coming down and I try to wriggle free from my moms feet. Her foot stays steady and suddenly I feel a sharp sting on my back and I scream from pain.