Here we go...

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(Emily's POV)

I look up and say "U-uh I.. I don't know." I say. "Emily.." Dan says. Becoming scared I say "Okay.. I'll t..tell you- just d..don't hurt me.." I say looking at my lap. "Why would I hurt you?" He says confused. I look up and say "Here we go..

OK my Dad- when I was younger about four my mother died. About a year later my father started saying it was my fault and that it should've been me. Soon enough he started to drink. This is when he started hitting me. At first he would just slap me. But that turned into kicking and punching and throwing alcohol bottles at me. It was hell. I hated it.

I wanted to leave that house and never go back. But one day he got so drunk that he tried to kill me. He stabbed me in the arm." I say lifting up my short sleeve to my shoulder to reveal the scar and then I continue. "When he stabbed me he left me in the house to die and fled the house. With the little strength I had, I ran out of the house, but collapsed in front of my neighbors house.

She saw me and called the cops after I got out of the hospital, I got put in a orphanage." I say ending my story. I didn't realize I was crying till I felt the warmness on my cheeks from the tears. I wipe the tears away and Dan hugs me and I tense up.

"I'm soooo sorry that you went through that I promise to protect you." He says. I just nod and Jemma joins in on the hug and rubs my back. "I'm so sorry.." He says.

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