Your POV:
Calum: Y/N, what did you do?
Luke: I'll get it. *opens the door*
You: oh my god!
Your dad: come back here! *starts chasing after you with a belt*
Calum: oh my god! *gets a shock*
You: dad! Stop! *is running around the house*
Your dad: you're the cause of my misery! *continues hitting you with the belt*
You: it's not my fault! *is still running*
Your dad: yes it is! *hits you harder*
Luke: stop hitting her! *shields you*
Your dad: Luke, you stay out of this! *accidentally hits him*
Michael: I'm calling the cops!
Your dad: don't ever let me see your face ever again! *runs away*
You: thanks. *tries to get up but can't*
Luke: oh my god! *carries you and gently puts on onto the couch*
You: thanks. *slowly takes your jacket off*
Calum: oh my god! :O *gets a shock*
Michael: Luke, you shouldn't have opened the door! *runs to get the first aid kit*
Luke: I am so sorry! I didn't know! :/
You: I-it's fine.
Calum: c-can you move?
You: yes. *lies*
Luke: here, let me dress your wound.
You: it's alright. Thanks. *blushes*
Michael: but you're bleeding!
You: oh? *sighs*
Luke: just let me help you! *begs*
Michael: my name is Michael, by the way.
You: nice to meet you. *smiles*
Calum: not now!
You: it's fine. I'm Y/N. *laughs*
Luke: this may hurt a little... *starts dressing your wounds for you*
You: thanks. *screams in pain*
Calum: just bare with it. *grabs your hand to calm you down*
Michael: how long have your dad been abusing you?
You: ever since my mom passed away.
Calum: oh my god! :O
Luke: all done.
You: thanks.
Michael: Luke, you forgot her back.
Luke: oh.
Calum: go ahead, we won't look. *all turns around*
You: alright. *takes off your shirt and lies flat onto the couch*
Calum: done?
