Crying is for the weak

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Lily's POV

"Get.your.hands.off.me" Harry growled then pushed me.
I couldn't stop the tears welling up into my eyes and saw no sign of regret in his eyes.
I looked around I see the crowd unsurprised.
I turned on my heels and ran out of school.

Harry drove us to school so I had to walk... Actually run.
I ran as far as my feet would take me,I looked around noticing I had ran home.
I ran into the house and saw my dad...drunk.
Dad hasn't drank in 3 years so something is wrong.

"Hey daddy" I smiled walking towards him. I held my arms out to hug him,but, was welcomed with him slapping my jaw.
"You bitch,it's your fault" he yelled.
I looked at him in shock.
Don't cry lily, don't be weak.
"Daddy? What? What's my fault?" I said,biting my cheek to stop my tears.

"It's your fault your mothers always gone,your useless,she doesn't like you"

Well that hurt. I couldn't bite back the tears and didn't know what to say.

"Crying is for the weak" my dad yelled through his gritted teeth.
He kicked my leg,causing me to fall to the floor. He kicked me in my ribs twice.

I felt his fist collide with my jaw,before kicking me one last time and walking out mumbling a few curse words. I heard the door open but not close. A window shatter then Followed by MY car engine started.

My dad has never done that. Never.
I slowly but carefully lifted myself up with struggle but couldn't do it.
I collapsed back onto the floor.
I pulled my legs up towards my chest and sobbed into my knees.
I Heard a car pull up.
Please say my dad isn't going to finish me off.

I heard steps running into my house,I squeezed my eyes shut hoping my dad wasn't back.
"Lily?"
I opened my eyes and looked up.
"Harry" I managed to whisper.

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