Chapter 11 {Not Edited}

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Dedication: @NathalieTomlinson845

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xMiMi

Claire's POV~

I let out a scream and jolted up. I looked around and placed my hand over my heart and tried to catch my breath. I just had the scariest nightmare ever.

Once I caught my breath I remembered what had happened earlier, the necklace, my father slapping me and throwing me out of his room, the sandwich, the basement, the blood! I grabbed my foot and looked at it, there was a few pieces of glass stuck in it and dried blood all over it, I wanted to vomit.

I carefully set my foot down and went on my knees and hands. I crawled over to the door and stood up on my knees and knocked on the door hard.

"Help!" I yelled, banging on the door for Madam Lilith to let me out.

"Madam Lilith!" I called and banged on it harder.

"Help!" I yelled, banging with both fists now. I was about to bang it one more time but the door opened, I jolted to my feet, ignoring the glass that was digging even deeper into my skin. I ran up the stairs and into my room and slammed the door shut and piled up a bunch of stuff to keep someone from opening the door. I leaned against it with all my force, even thought I could feel the blood from my foot drizzling out.

"Claire. Open the door. Now." My fathers voice growled

"No!" I cried and pushed on the door harder, I heard the door knob jiggle and soon enough I fell to the floor with everything piled on top of me. I let out a cry as something that had a sharp corner jabbed my side where there was already a bruise.

I felt myself get pulled up. I ripped my arm out of my fathers grip and shielded myself.

"Please, leave me alone. I'm sorry." I cried and squeezed my eyes shut.

"Give me one good reason why I should leave you alone, Claire?! You went into my fucking room when I told you not to! You ran away from the damn party! You were hanging out with that dick! You messed up my new shirt! You ran out of the basement and disobeyed my orders!" He yelled at me and gripped my hands and took them out of the shield and held them up against my head. I started to cry, knowing he was going to slap me.

"P-p-please" I sobbed, he gripped my wrists tighter.

"You deserve to be punished Claire" He said, a burst of confidence flew through me, I ripped my hands out of his grip

"I deserve to be punished?! I never did anything to you! Now get the hell out of my room and leave me the fuck alone!" I yelled and pushed him, he stumbled back and tripped over my diary and fell back. My eyes widened once I realized what I had just done.

He got up and walked over to me with a fuming face and smacked my face hardly. I let out a cry of pain and clutched the side of my face. He smacked me again which caused me to fall to the floor, I let out a shriek.

"P-p-p-please" I sobbed and quickly crawled over to the corner of my room and pushed myself deeper into the corner. He walked closer and I let out a scream.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I cried and shielded my body, I heard his foot steps come closer and soon I was up against the wall, shaking in fear and sobbing hysterically. He lifted up one of his hands to slap me again but we both froze once we heard a gasp.

Both out heads turned towards the door where Madam Lilith had tears streaming down her face and her hand over her mouth in shock. I pushed my father off of me and ran behind Madam Lilith and hid behind her.

"M-M-Mada-" I was saying but broke out into sobs. She hugged me tightly to her side.

"Harry?! How could you hurt her?!" Madam Lilith yelled at him.

"Lilith she deserves it." My father growled, glaring at me.

"No she didn't! She's an innocent child!" Madam Lilith yelled, I just stood there, shaking and sobbing, hugging Madam Lilith tightly. 

"Lilith leave." He growled, clenching his fist

"No Harry you leave. If you don't leave, I will call the police." Madam Lilith threatened, my father clenched his jaw tightly and walked out of the room and down the stairs. Me and Madam Lilith stood still, hugging each other until we heard the front door slam.

"Claire, are you okay?" She asked bending down to my level.

"How can I be alright Madam Lilith?! He just smacked me on my face like three times, I have shards of glass jabbed in my foot, my side is bruised up, i'm starving, and my head is throbbing! Do I sound okay?!" I yelled

"I-I-i'm s-s-sorry" I stuttered and looked down at the floor. Madam Lilith lifted up my chin and looked me in the eye.

"Claire, why did he hurt you?" She asked

"Because i'm a fuck up" I mumbled and turned the other way not facing her.

"Let me clean you up" She mumbled. I turned to face her and she was frowning and guided me into my bed room and took me into the bathroom. I sat on the counter as she took out the first aid kit. I stared off into space  as she began to clean up my foot and face.

Why do I have to be so nosey? Why couldn't I have just minded my own business? Why couldn't my father love me? Why couldn't my father hug me instead of hit me? Why couldn't have my mother not died giving birth to me? Why does Madam Lilith even like or care for me, I already lost the bracelet and i'm very annoying, how has she not given up on me?

Why am I such a fuck up?

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