Fixing You ~A BajanCanadian Love Story~

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I hear the door knob turn. It was daylight.

"Hey dad!" I chirp.

"Hey...bitch." He smirked. His eyes were blood shot red, and his body was shaking violently. Every step he took, he wobbled.

"W-what..?" I ask, scared. He's never called me that name before..

"That's right, bitch. You're also a slut. You know that right, huh? Huh?" He began to back up on me. What did I ever do to him? Was he seriously gonna do this to me again?

"D-dad..calm down.." I whimper.

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!!" He screams at my face.

That's when he threw the first punch.

"Ow.." I cup my left cheek.

"Huh? Huh? FUCK YOU, BREE JESSICA MARIE WINTERS!" He threw another punch at my face.

I don't understand..what did I do? Is he drunk? Did he go out drinking again?

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE! And NEVER. EVER. COME. BACK. AGAIN." He screams his head off. Veins pop out of his neck. I shiver in fear.

"Ok. FINE!" I scream at him.

I see his face relax.

"Oh my gosh..Jessie I'm so sorry! I-" My dad rushes.

"Save it, dad," I sneer. "I'm leaving, like you wanted. And don't call me that nickname. Ever. Again." I stand up for myself and storm up the stairs.

My dad has been abusing me since I was 12. Ever since my mom and brother died in a car accident..he leaves in the evening and comes back the next day at around 2 AM. When he comes back, he calls me names. Like, worthless, corrupted, a failure. But he has NEVER called me a bitch or a slut. And he never punched me in the face. Usually the stomach or shins.

Then, he would realize what he has done, and will try to apologize. The next day, the same scenario happens and I'm left crying myself to sleep.

I grab my suitcase from under my bag and pack all my necessities. Toiletries, clothes, and finally, my techy stuff. Specifically my computer and recording equipment. Ok..I'm a famous minecraft YouTuber. My username is BreeJessHugsMC. I know..weird username. But it keeps me from ending it all. If you know what I mean.

I pick up my backpack and stuff a purse inside. I also stick in my phone, wallet, and..a picture of my mom and brother with my dad and me in a happy family photo. When everything was ok. A tear falls down my face.

But never has my life ever been "ok". I get bullied at school. Even though everyone knows I'm the YouTuber with 7,000,000 subs. They just tease me about how people just subscribe because they like the game, and not me. Bullies call me a slut, whore, bitch, worthless, crap. Every horrible name you can think of. And sometimes they beat me up and throw me in the dumpster.

Ever since, I've been broken. My YouTube channel is the only thing that motivates me in life, and I wish I had something else. A person. Who loves me. No..I don't really have a dad. I have no mom, no siblings. No friends. No best friend. And I'm not even gonna start talking about boyfriends. My ex was a problem too.

I wipe the last tear from my face, and head down the stairs with my things.

"I hope you'll be happy now," I snap, trying to stay strong. But another tear ends up falling down my face.

"No..Bree..c'mon..I'm sorry." my so called "dad" pleads.

"Do you know how much pain I get? Do you know how much you contribute to that pain?" I growl. "I can leave if I want. I'm 18."

And with that, I slam the front door shut.

Memories flood back..the happy times I've had in this house. Then the bad times fly in. I set those memories aside. They're in my past.

"Time to find a place to stay.." I mutter, dialling a number on my phone.

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