TW: SAD AND DEPRESSING CONTENT.
THIS WARNING IS FOR ALL PARTS.
Vikk's POV
I lay in my bed on my back as i try to block out the harsh words.
Mom and dad have been yelling and screaming at each other for hours.
I tried everything to block it out.
I tried my pillow, my blanket and my own hands but nothing seemed to work.
I hate when they do this because it results in my mom crying herself to sleep and my dad to go out drinking until he's drunk just to come home and hurt me.
I can't do anything because I'll be in even bigger trouble and i don't want to know what happens then.
I hear the front door slam shut which made the house rattle.
I open my door and run down to my mom.
"Are you okay?" I ask her. She nods and walks past me up to her room.
I sigh and walk to the kitchen to get a light snack.
I pick up and apple and when i do, the door opens.
"VIKRAM! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW." My dad drunkenly slurs.
I slowly make my way out to the front. My dad stands there with a really mean look on his face.
"What the fuck are you doing out of your room!?" He yells.
"I-i was...I was getting a- a snack.." I stutter, looking down.
"You don't need a snack! You are already fat enough!" He screams. "yes sir" I mumble.
I felt a hard slap across my face. "Get the fuck back up there." He growls.
"O-okay.." I stutter, holding my face in pain. "Oh don't be such a wimp." He scoffs.
"Sorry." I mutter, dropping my hand from my face to my side.
This has happened for the past week or two, some days being worse than others.
I run up to my room and lock the door behind me.
Tears rush down my face as i taste blood in my mouth.
I take my phone out of my pocket and open up Lachlan's contact.
He was the only one who knew about this abuse and always helped me out.
Vikky: He did it again Lach...
Lachy: :( Can you come over?
Vikky: I don't wanna get beaten even more...
Lachy: Awh. Vikk, you need to talk to the police about this..
Vikky: No way in hell am i doing that! It would get even worse.
Lachy: ..Alright. I want you to come over. Right now.
Vikky: I can't!
Lachy: Now.
Vikky: Ugh fine.
I slip my phone back in my pocket after saying a quick good bye to Lachlan.
I pack up a bag of my special things and walk out of my room.
"Where do you think you're going?" He hisses. I turn around to be met by my dad.
"Lachlan's" I said, trying to get away.
"Nuh uh." He says, pulling me back. "I'm not done with you yet." He smirks.
"I really gotta go.." i trail off. "NO YOU DON'T." He yells.
I stop in my tracks and drop everything. "Fine." I give up.
A few slaps, punches, kicks and hurtful words later, he finally let me go and went up to his room.
I shakily got up from the ground and picked up everything, walking out the door and locking it.
I pull out my phone, trying not to drop it due to pain over coming my body.
Vikky: Leaving right now.
Lachy: I though you left a few minutes ago?
Vikky: I'll explain...Can you please pick me up a block from my house?
Lachy: Yeah sure. See ya soon xx
Vikky: Mkay. x
I slip it back in my pocket and wait for Lachlan to pull up.
I notice that it was super late at night, about midnight.
I sigh and run my hands through my hair. Lachlan's truck pulls up right next to where i sat.
I slowly and painfully got up and got in the car. "Explain?" He says.
I look over at him and i see his expression drop.
"Lets get to your house....Please." I sigh out, pain in my chest.
He nods and drives off to his house. We sat in silence all the way there, which was alright.
"We're here." He nods. I hop out of the car, pain jolting up my legs.
"Fuck" I groaned.
"You want me to carry you?' He asks. "I'll be good." I smile, walking beside him.
"My parents aren't home so, don't worry about that." Lachlan informs me.
"Alright." I say. We walk inside and head up to his room.
I stop at the stairs and give Lachlan a pleading smile.
"Dork." He mumbles. He picks me up and carries me up the stairs, being very very careful.
He sets me down on his nicely made bed and sits next to me.
"Tell me what happened." Lachlan said, placing his hand on my thigh.
"Well..As you know, my dad did it again. But this time he came home earlier than expected. When he came in the door, i was downstairs getting a snack. He got really mad and told me to go back to my room. I did. After i messaged you that i was coming, i left my room and he stopped me. He beat me even more and then i finally got away. And now I'm here." I sigh shakily.
"Oh Vikk... Do you need to go to the hospital?" Lachlan asks.
"N-" I cough. I can taste way more blood in my mouth than before.
I get up and walk to the bathroom. I spit up blood into the toilet.
"I'll take that as a yes." He sighs. I shake my head no, trying to say that I'm fine.
"No. Lets go." He says, taking my hand in his. I felt really dizzy and sick to my stomach.
I guess all the pain caught up to me.
"L-Lach-" I say, dizzy as ever. "I got you." He whispers.
I'm lifted off of the ground into his arms. And that's when i blacked out.
