Diana

Chapter 8 : Just Cant Take It

I smiled looking over me and Harry's text conversations but then I realized I still have that depressing life of Diana. Speaking of that dad must be home from all the screaming from the living room. Thank god my little brothers not home right now he would be scared to shit.

At first all I hear was faint bickering and then Piercing screams coming from my father saying how ugly my mother is and how she was a mistake.

"DAD STOP!!!" I yelled, trying to hold in tears, since my mother is legit sobbing.

He punched her right in front of me. He his wasted. "STOP IT!" I screamed he came closer to me.

"I NEVER WANTED YOU BORN YOU LITTLE BITCH, YOU WERE ALSO A MISTAKE." He screamed in my face.

My face was red and I was crying so damn hard. Then I felt his hand whip my face.

"DONT YOU DARE CALL 999 OR I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU BOTH DO YOU HEAR ME." He said pushing me to the ground.

I sobbed loudly has he threaten to kill my mom as he slapped and punched me over and over. I felt so sick to my stomach. Then he ran out the door like nothing even happen. I got up and walked to my room, locking the door behind me.

I slid down the door and cried in a huddled position. Does anyone even care about me at all? I just couldn't take it anymore my life is a living hell and I just can't fucking take it. I took a razor and started cutting myself again. Am I really that worthless? No one will ever understand me. It's like I'm crying for help, then someone helps me, but then someone else comes along and stomps on me just like those leaves being crumbled after you stomp on them.