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Three: Problems

Loreen's P.O.V.

I don't know why I told him. I am so dumb, but he didn't treat me like Emily did. She freaked out and stopped talking to me. He was different. He comforted me. He told me that he would be there for me. 

I knew that I would have to go home really soon. I told him that we should be done for tonight and that I needed to go home. He said okay. 

I packed my stuff up and went downstairs. I saw Grayson, but he looked at me like I was nothing. After all, he is popular and I am nothing. I don't belong to any group. 

Once Ethan finally came out, he started the car. He grabbed my hand and told me to call him if I needed anything. He said that he wrote his number in my notebook on the inside of the cover. He dropped me off and told me again to call if I needed him. He is so sweet but now I am going to get punished by my father. 

I go inside and put my backpack down on the kitchen table. I go to walk towards my room but my father is in the living room. I try to walk past him but he tells me to come to him. He scoots up on the edge of the couch. 

"Bend over my knee," he says. 

I look at him and just stare. I really don't want to. 

"NOW!" he yells. 

I bend over his knee and he takes his wooden paddle with holes in it and slaps my ass with it once. Twice. Three times. 

"Daddy, please stop," I beg.

"What did you just say? Are you telling me what to do?" He says

"Yes. Daddy, please stop. I don't want to. You are my father. You aren't supposed to treat me like this. Please stop and be my father."

He punched me in the face and spits on me. I go flying backward and hit my head on the coffee table. He walks up to me and grabs a handful of my hair and slaps me over and over. He shoves me and then starts kicking me in the stomach, chest, back, and legs. He stops and looks at me on the ground in disgust. He spits on me and goes to his room, slamming the door. I can hear the lock switch.

And I can't breathe. Everything hurts. I started crying somewhere in between then and now because my face is covered in tears. Should I call Ethan now? No. I can't trust him yet. I wipe my face off with my sleeve. It comes away with blood, tears, and sweat. 

I get up and go to my room. I peel off my clothes and take a shower. Every move I make hurts. After I get done showering, I plug the drain and lay down in the tub. I just sit there for about an hour until I get out. I look like a sun-dried tomato. 

I put some panties and a big T-shirt on and lay in bed. I soon fall asleep. 

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I wake up in the morning sore as hell. I get up and stretch my muscles to not make it obvious I'm limping. I leave the big T-shirt on and throw a sweatshirt over it. I put some black pants on and my sneakers. I walk out of my room and into the bathroom. 

As I look into the mirror, I curse. My face is pretty badly bruised. I have a dark purple bruise along my left side of my face. It covers from right under my eye down to my jaw. I lift my shirts up to see my ribs are covered me dark bruises as well. 

No one will ask. Shit! Except for Ethan. I'll just tell him that I got into a fight with some chick when I was walking to the store. 

I leave the bathroom and walk to the kitchen to get my backpack from the table where I left it yesterday. I grab it and walk out the door. I shove my hood up on my head and start walking to school like normal. My dad never taught me to drive because he thought I would run away from him. I would have too so he was right. 

I am soon in front of the school. I usually wouldn't care why people would think that I have bruises and I still don't. Except for Ethan. I think I might be catching feelings. No, I can't. 

Time to face school. 

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