I unlocked the door to my house and stepped inside. I kinda just stood leaning against the door. I turned and flicked the lights on... suprise suprise no light.
I slid down the door and just kinda thought. Did I hurt Pj already, or was he to easily offended?
I walked to the middle of the kitchen and sat at table. I wonder if my dad was here, probably. I stood up but something wrapped around my ankle making me fall to the ground.
Was this a robber? No I'm so stupid who would rob this house? I looked up to see my dad breathing hard.
"Thought you could sneak away, did you?" he spat in my face.
"WHAT ARE YOU....TALKING... ABOUT.. I HAD UNIVERSITY!" I screamed in his facee while trying to get away.
SMACK! I didn't know what had happened until moments later when my cheek burned. A tear fell down my eyes and onto the tile floor.
He was drunk definatly... I kicked him in the chest and ran up the stairs. I was about half way up when I tripped on my laces. Wow! I'm such a clutz.
"COME... BAAAACCCKKK HERE!" he huffed trying to reach me.
Panic came to my face. It took over my body people do crazy things when there scared. He grabbed my foot and pulled me back to the floor.
What did I do to deserve this. I always did good in school, never did alochol or drugs. But here I was being dragged down the stairs by my own father!
If only my mum was here...
I started to scream and fail my arms around. He had my legs and each step made my head thump. I was trying to kick him again but he was too strong.
"QUIT STRUGGLING!" he yelled into my ear. CLUNK went my head against the stairs.
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I blacked out I guess... that was kinda weird. I tried to move my head but it hurt to much. I went to move arms and legs but I couldn't! I screamed again what was going on?!
My dad came in started to do the unthinkable.
He removed my clothes then stood up and took off his pants and then his dirty boxers.
OMG WHAT THE HELLWAS GOING ON!? I lifted my head up from the table and slammed it against the table. PLEASE FAiNT PERRIE PLEASE FAINT PERRIE!!! And guess...what I did.
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I woke up to see that man laying asleep on the couch. He wasn't my father anymore I don't care.
I couldn't even look at him. He made me sick.
I tried to lift my hands but they were tied to the table. I shook them back and forth till I wiggled them out. Red marks were on my wrists from the rope. I sat up but fell back down quickly my head and body throbbed.
I slowly sat up and untied my legs. Then I climbed down from the table and scuried up the stairs to my room, and locked the door
I sat on my bed and curled up in a ball. I was shivering and my frizzy hair was sticking to my face. I needed to get out of here, but where would I go?
I started to panic! I couldn't stay here, what would happen when he woke up.
I wanted to be incontrol. This wasn't fair why me? What did he do to me when I was knocked out? Did he... no he couldn't have.. I started to cry again.
I climbed down my bed and onto the floor under the bed. I pulled out the book that contained what I needed.
The next thing I knew I had ruined my arms with cuts all the way up to my elbow. Every mark I made I would cry a little less.
I threw the knife on the floor and started to cry. I rushed to the bathroom to clean my bloody arms up. When I returned I got my backpack and started filling it with clothes. I put on some sweat pants and Pjs jumper and my vans.
Once I had gathered up my things I opened my window. My room was on the 2nd floor not that far of a jump. So I swung my legs over the edge and let gravity do the rest.
The impact made my ankles ache and my teeth rattle.
It was now pitch dark outside and freezing. I knew the way to Darcy's house so I walked there.
The incident kept going through my head. I started to cry again actually I more of screamed cry.
I got dirty looks from the people walking around me. I didn't care they could just leave me alone. But not one person asked me if I was ok.
I was walking along the sidewalk. Me and Darcy lived in the city part of London where there was city but it didn't feel like it. I could hear the cabs honking in the distance.
When I finally reached her house, I knocked on the door.
"Oh hi Perrie," Darcy's mom said. "Is everything ok?" referring to my puffy face. She placed her kind hands on my face. I cried even harder then slid past her up to Darcy's room.
Her and my mum had been best friends. That's why I knew Darcy. Seeing her sometimes reminded me too much of my mother.
I opened Darcy door to see 5 people in the room. Darcy was next to Dan on the bed looking at the floor. I peeped my head in and saw what, they were looking at. Chris, Phil, and Pj were all on the floor.
I heard Pj talk and then whimper. Was... was he crying? It couldn't have been over me?
I cleared my throat in the doorway.
"Perrie, I didn't know you would...." she stopped talking obviously looking at the tears on my face. "Hey guys can you give us a sec?" she asked them.
"Yeah baby," Dan kissed her and then left. Followed with Phil closely behind and then Chris who just glared at me, and of course the crying Pj.
He brushed past my shoulders and for a moment our eyes locked. We both saw each others pain and saddness in esch other.. and for a moment I forgot. But stupid Chris stepped in between us amd pushed Pj away. Forcing our eyes to seperate.
I sat next to Darcy on the bed. For a moment we just sat there. Then I started bawling into her shoulder, and she started rubbing my back. I told her what happened everything. The night before, him throwing me on the ground, and everything else.
"Perrie....let me see your arms," she said almost silently.
I hesitated before rolling up Pjs sweatshirt. She gasped as I revealed my tainted arms. She started giving me a big lecture and I didn't listen. I just started to cry again into her shoulder.
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The Boy With Green Eyes (kickthepj)
FanfictionSo I guess I should tell you my story. I'm Perrie Benson, I go to university and that's the only normal part of my life. But my dads an alcoholic and my mums long gone. I only have my bestfriend with me to keep me sane. But my life is about to becom...