"You piece of shit daughter, you were the biggest mistake that was ever made. Why don't you kill yourself. Haha, you probably couldn't even do that right. But you could do that to your mother."
My father was always this harsh with me. This is my normal day thing. He gets drunk, tells me to die, says im the reason my mother died of cancer, then beats me.
As he yells at me I say nothing. I just stand stunned in silence with tears streaming down my face. Even tho I go through this everyday, I still cry and think how could a once loving father say this to his own daughter. Once he finished he threw his half full beer glass at me but missed by an inch.
"See you can't even get hit right. Ima go get a beer you better not go anywhere or I'll beat your ass." my father threatened. As he walked out I ran upstairs and packed a medium sized suit case filled with all my clothes and few cleansing items.
We didn't live in the city part of Florida but sorta like the outcast. The place where you keep driving when you weren't supposed to and think you are in the middle of no where? Yeah that's where I live.
There isn't a near by store here so Daniel might take a while. That's my father's name. I refuse to call him anything near to dad, I've lost all respect for that word.
I went downstairs with my bag and took $1,000 out of my mothers old secret collage funding for me. I called a taxi and told them to come immediently.
I walked around my house waiting for the taxi to arrive. I saw an old picture of me, mummy, and Daniel. We looked happy. We looked like there was nothing that could ruin our mood. We looked like a family.
I grabed the frame and stuffed in under my arm. I grabbed a pencil and paper and wrote a quick goodbye letter for Daniel. Just saying hope he is happy that im gone.
I left it upstairs in my room and at the bottom I said, I love you dad, even tho you hate me, I love you daddy.
Once I set it down the taxi pulled up. I went downstairs and left the door unlocked. I climbed into the backseat and paid the driver.
"where do you wanna go?"
"Anywhere but here" I said back to the man.
"The airport it is."
I took one last glance at my old home and waved.
"Bye home...""The trip there is quite a long one, so i suggest you get comfortable. Is there any specific radio you want to listen to?" The man questioned.
"Ok i will, and non in mind, thank you for the offer though." I looked out the window and stared at the road passing us.
'This is really happening, im finally doing it. Im finally free. No more abuse, no more depression, no more self harm.' I thought to myself.
I started to drift off to sleep with one last thought that lingered around my mind.
'No more Florida,' and with that last thought, i was out.
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Wellllllll, that's it. That's my first chapter, sorry if it was boring but I promise it'll get better. Amd sorry for such a short chapter, they get longer. But so far I have a big idea for my story. I need help in this though, shes 14 going on 15, who is someone her age that she could fall in love with? Like any internet famous person. If the age is close enough i can reduce it but for now, i need ideas. I hope someone is reading this, so if you are, ily and thank you. Please vote, comment, whatever it really means alot..and sorry for any spelling errors, im not the best. Have a great day
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