My Mate Saved Me

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Jasmin's Pov;

Ahh I sigh my first day of school if finally over, just want to go home and go for a run. I’m driving home with the song ‘Anthem for the underdog’ by 12 Stone playing as loud as my speakers will allow without it sounding horrible.

I skip up the stairs to the front door and turn my keys with the sudden realisation that I didn’t pick up Dads beer, knowing he heard my car pull up, it’s to late to turn around and get some. I hesitantly make my way into the house knowing what’s ahead for me. I try to creep in, hoping he's asleep, I walk past his room and he's not in there. I found him sitting in my bedroom smelling like bourbon, he just got home from the pub, I’m guessing. I notice him twirling a sterling silver knife between his fingers as he slurs his words and asks if I bought his beer. I stare at him blankly in silence, too scared to run, too scared to answer, it will only make him angrier. 

I very slowly shake my head hoping he doesn’t notice, but he does. He jumped up from my bed and clasps his big, grubby hands tightly around my wrist, over powering me, making me defenceless and helpless as I struggle to get away. I know he likes it when I struggle, it makes him feel dominant.

I take a blow to the rib’s, I drop to the floor, wincing as I see his arm raise with the sharp object in his hand. He brought his hand down like a hammer, I used all my might to roll over to avoid being stabbed.

I feel his hand place around my neck, squeezing, trying to stop me from wriggling out of his forceful grip, feeling light headed, and suddenly unable to breathe. I start feeling an unbearable pain as he starts carving into my body with the silver blade. I am in severe pain, with each slash of the knife bringing on a new wave of pain. He slowly stands, looking down at me, without remorse or sorrow in his eyes. He swiftly kicks me in the ribs, adding to the already excruciating pain, as he exits my bedroom locking the door behind him.

I slowly get up from the floor and make my way over to the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror I slowly and carefully lift my shirt, to see cuts and bruises all along my rib cage. After trying to tend to my injuries I decide to hop in the shower and wash the blood off me but the water hitting my new cuts makes me wince, I bite my lip so hard I draw blood. As I slowly get used to the pain I start to relax. Once the water starts to run cold I hop out and open my draw and pull out some cream to rub on my wounds. I do my best to wrap myself up tightly to help numb the pain.

After I’m done, I throw on a pair of shorts and a long jumper and hop into bed. Soon as my head hits the pillow I am knocked out cold.

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