For Nayelyr10
Trigger Warning
(Ignore the backpack. I was gonna make her go to school but nvm.)I layed on my bed playing with my necklace. My mother gave it to me before she passed away. After she left everything went downhill.
My father became depressed and turned to alcohol. He use to be a good guy, the best dad in the world actually, but something just snapped in him.
He also takes out his frustration by hitting things... hitting me when he is drunk. When he is sober he doesn't even talk to me, he just avoids me. It breaks my heart that not only did I lose my mom, but I lost my dad. I just wish I can go back in time.
The only person keeping me here is my best friend Daniel, but who knows how much longer he can keep that string tied. I can already feel it getting loose.
"NAYELY GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP AND DO THE DISHES!" My so called father yelled the living room. He is most likely drunk. I sighed getting up and going down the hall. It's better to obey then feel his wrath. Last time I locked myself in my room he kicked the door down right off the hinges. Now I have no door. I still have the bruises from that night after he kicked it down.
I speed walked to the kitchen and washed the couple plates that was left by him and ran back. I was about to make it to my room until I felt something grab my wrist, or should I say someone. I let a few tears fall but quickly contained myself.
I was pulled back harshly that I fell and hit my head on the wall. I whimpered holding my head and looked up to see the devil himself. I felt something oozing out of my head and I quickly moved my hand to check. I was bleeding. I put my hand back and tried to apply pressure to it but my dad grabbed my arm and pulled me back up to the kitchen.
"W-what are you d-doing?" I stuttered. He opened the drawer and pulled out a shiny knife. I quickly shook my head and let my tears poor out trying to get out of his grip but he held onto my arm tighter.
He pulled my sleeve up and drew it closer to my arm with a sinister smirk. I cut plenty of times but just having him do it is pure pain. He was writing something on my arm with the knife as I screamed in agony. "PLEASE STOP!" I yelled on the top of my lungs.
He let go and I fell to the ground holding my arm looking at what he wrote. 'Worthless.' He wrote Worthless. I sobbed as the blood trickled down my arm as I let it go limp, but he wasn't finished. He bent down to were I was on the floor and picked my shirt up. I tried to pull it down but he started writing on my skin again. This time deeper.
It was a three letter word that made me feel excruciating pain. 'Fat.' Once he let my shirt down blood covered the whole thing. He then moved to my other arm. Will this ever end?
Before he can start writing again the door burst open and he jumped back dropping the knife. I layed on the ground sobbing as the blood started to fill the tile floors.
I started to see black spots and faint yells. Everything was soon fading into black and the last thing I remember was a figure lingering over me then picking me up, then I blacked out.
Later
My eyes fluttered open and I groaned in pain. "Nayely!" I heard someone exclaim and I winced. Father. Is he mad?!
I turned my head and sighed in relief. It was just Daniel. "Water." I croaked with a raspy voice. "Oh!" He got up going to a glass jar of water and poured me some handing it over for me. I took it and drank it eagerly.
I sighed in relief and placed the now empty cup on the beside table. "How do you feel?" He asked staring at me with gentle eyes.
"Like shit... but what's new?" I sighed putting my head down. I truly wished I would have bled out and died. Now I officially have no parents.
"Don't say that." Daniel whispered tilting my head up with his finger tips. "You are beautiful, smart, funny, and amazing. I know you hate cheesy stuff but it's all true. You need to stick with me because I have no idea what I would do without you. Those things that your sorry excuse for a father wrote are not true. You are worth everything to me and you have the perfect body. You are perfect in my eyes." By the time he finished I had tears in my eyes.
"You're everything to me Nayely." With that his lips connected with mines.
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I'M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE! I started a youtube channel with my friends and I have other things to do, omg I wonder how things are gonna be once school starts~Jessica♡
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