Cassie Jones has gone through so much during her 16 years of living.
she's been abused, abandoned and left heart broken.
all she wants is for something to go right in life.
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"please stop..." "I'm sorry just please stop"
you seen ever since the day my mother gave birth to me, my parents have always been arguing or fighting. at the age of 6 my mother abandoned my father and I to live an new life with your new 'husband'. I guess she was sick and tired of the arguments being cause by my father, shit I would be too. He gets mad over any simple thing and its so annoying.
before my mother left she left me a note under my pillow
"dear Cassie I'm sorry that I am leaving you at such a young age but I am just not happy anymore. Before you was born your father and I were very happy. we used to get along so well but it was like after you was born everything went down hill. Nothings your fault and I hope that you will never blame yourself for me leaving . I will be back to get you one day, but just not right now. whenever you need me I'm just a phone call away don't be afraid to call me. I love you so much and I promise I will never forget you..
love mummy xxx"
That was the last time I ever heard anything from her.
she left without a word, I thought my parents were able to fix the differences but I guess I was wrong.
Till that day my father has been very depressed and angry. I'm surprised he hasn't turned to the comfort of alcohol or drugs, but he's been beating me. he would get angry for no reason. any simple mistake I make, he would hit me. for leaving a bloody spoon in the sink, I would receive a punch in the face.
I wouldn't call my father a bad person, but someone who is just in need of help. he does have his good days. like last week he brought me a new iPhone 7 matte black, for doing well in school.
Anyway he was mad at me today because I never finished cooking before he got back from work. My father owns his own car dealer ship, he has two in the UK and four in the US. I guess he gets quite moody after work, I cant really blame him to be honest. he does work from 5am-11pm. even though he is the owner, he'd rather be at work than doing nothing at home. whenever he is at home he's either watching TV or thinking about my mother.
" how many fucking times do I have to tell you to fucking hurry up"
Every slap stung against my skin.
"I'm sorry just please"
he delivered one last slap to my face and walked out the room.
"clean up and go to your damn room"
I trued getting up but I was in too much pain. My whole body was aching, my vision was clouded by my tears. I tried getting up again but I just couldn't.
"hurry the fuck up, and get to bed". he shouted form his room. I got up slowly again and started picking up the food from the floor also bits of broken glass shattered all over the floor. It took me like 10min to clean up all the mess. Making my way upstairs I walked past my fathers room. I saw him quietly sobbing into my mothers picture he was mumbling words I couldn't work out. It's sad knowing that my father is hurting, but everything happens for a reason. Finally I got to my room and I started thinking, why is my life like this? Why can't I have a normal family? I fell asleep thinking about what has happened during my days of living...
