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Drew Chadwick~ he find you cutting~ Bella

Hey guys, this Imagines actually dedicated to a anonymous requester. My heart goes out to her. <3

"Your as pathetic as your father, you low life slut! You think that boy actually loves you?!" She began to laugh. "Please honey, who could ever love a desperate freak like you?" Your mother screamed. Her voice echoed through yours and Drew's empty house. She had just heard that you had moved into his house and out of hers and now were engaged, so nows she's over at your house to scream at you.

"Mother please stop...." You quietly sigh.

"Stop what?!" she spat. "Stop telling you the truth?! Stop telling you that your a pathetic, worthless, desperate slut?! Because you are!!! Your a little skank that ruined my life!! And that stole my husband!" She screamed louder then the first time.

You feel a twitch of pain in your chest as the subject of your father is brought up.

"What?!" You scream. " I what?!?! I never stole your fucking husband you bitch!" you scream with rage.

How insane was she? Was she actually blaming you for stealing her husband?! Your father?! She knew what had happened-

Suddenly a stinging pain grew on your cheek and you were snapped back into reality and realized your mother had slapped you.

"Yes you did!!!! You little slut, you  couldn't keep your hands off him! I should have aborted your ass in the first place!" she screamed back.

You couldn't help but push her making her fall back onto the couch. "Your fucking insane! Dad rapped me every night until I moved out mom!!! And you did nothing but make me feel like a worthless slut! Now get the fuck out of my house!!!!" You scream at her. She cautiously backs away from you then runs to the door.

Tears form at the rim of your eyes. You turn and walk towards the staircase. Once your upstairs, you go through your room and go to your bathroom.

You lock the door behind you and slide down to the ground.

You don't know whether or not your mother is right or wrong..... could you had brought on the reasoning behind your father rapping you?

"No." you thought to yourself. "I did nothing, it was his fault, I did nothing at all." You kept reminding yourself, but somehow you still were off about it.

You soon realized you had been on the floor for more then a couple minutes. You slowly stand up and walk to the mirror. You place your palms on the sink and look into the mirror at your reflection.

Your face is red and puffy from the crying, and your both mentally and physically exhausted from the over thinking.

As you stare at yourself, you think back to the first night your father rapped you.
Flashback
You hugged your pink teddy bear that your grandmother had gotten you before she died while laying in your dark room.
Something had woken you up, something that had scared you. You thought it was something in your closet so you called for you daddy.
Soon you heard footsteps coming down the hall and your door opened a crack.
Your dads head popped through the opening. "Whats wrong baby girl?"
"Someting in da cwoset daddy." You said ducking under your covers.
He went over to the closet and checked everything, then came and sat on the bed and calmed you down. That's when he placed his hand on your thigh.
End of Flashback

That was the last thing you remember....it was too dramatic and somehow your mind allowed you to forget it.

You then started remembering when you were a teenager and your father started going further.