Every step I took into the quiet house felt like my heart was gonna bust out of my chest. 'I'm almost to the stairs I'm almost there just a little farther!!!!' A loud slam sent my heart crashing down to the pit of my stomach, holding my breath I crept faster to the stairway when my fathers slurred voice called out "Taka where were you?" He asked in a calm voice which just set my nerves to high alert. "A-at school" 'shit I stuttered!!!' I only had a second to doge the glass bottle that was thrown at my head in which it exploded against the wall behind me. "What have I told you about stuttering" i kept my eyes to the floor the sound of his fist hitting the coffee table made my body ridged with fear "ANSWER ME!!" He jumped out of his chair and stood in front of me "you told me not to stutter because it annoys you" I answered in a meek voice "that's right and yet you still did it..." I gulped knowing what was going to happen he grabbed my arm in a bruising grip and dragged me up the stairs. I looked back at my mom hopping that she would do something for once but all she did was look me in the eyes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
-WARNING ABUSE AHEAD-
When we passed a window I felt like I was being watched it was the same feeling I got when I first walked into the house, not having time to dwell on it long. I was thrown to the floor of my bedroom his shadow looming over me. 'Ok I have to zone out NOW' before my mind could go numb a hard kick was sent to my rips making me gasp in pain before I could get back the air I lost another came and another, I could feel bile rising up my throat but before I could swallow it down a kick to my abdomen sent it all up.
Some vomit got no my father's shoes but most of it was getting in my hair and on my pale skin my eyes widened in panic as I glanced at the stomach acid flakes of blood was in it along with the bit of food I eat at lunch. But the only thing that my father cared about was that I got his shoes dirty "you got blood on my shoes dame it!" With that he got down on my chest, his hands curling around my burning throat.
With a few seconds my vision was going blurry and dark knowing these symptoms I just wanted to pass out already so I wouldn't have to deal with my reality and luckily for me the darkness came faster then yesterday.
-ABUSE OVER-
I woke up on my floor the smell of vomit, blood and alcohol was everywhere, forcing my body to move I pulling myself into a sitting position against my bed and started to unbutton my clothes for some reason they were wet and smelled like booze, most likely my father pored his beer on me like the trash I am.
After I finished striping I looked myself over finding the bruises that were healing before were worse now, and my wrists that I wrapped have bled through the bandages most likely from the grip he had on me. 'What time is it anyway?' Looking at the clock on my nightstand it read 1:20 am. My vision was still a bit blurry and my limbs didn't want to work with me for the time being so there was nothin to do but to sit where I was and wait it out.
Taking slow deep breathes the feeling I got of being watched flooded my head 'who would be watching me? Please don't let it be Oga....no Oga wouldn't sit and watch while I got abused maybe Hilda no she wouldn't be anywhere near here it wasn't Alaindelon he's in the demon world I don't know who else it would be oh well' I tune back in and noticed that my world wasn't trying to impersonate a fun house anymore so slowly I made my way to my bathroom stumbling with every few steps.
I sat down on the toilet lid and unwrapped my arms, the scabs having been broken by the rough treatment. I sighed and cleaned them 'I might as well shower, hopefully get the smell off me'.
Within a few hours I was all set to go I had some extra time but I would rather be out of here as soon as I can. I slowly creeped down the stairs trying my best not to make a sound and as soon as the door closed behind me I was booking it as fast as my sore body would allow.
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I'm really sorry for the wait and I'm sorry that this sucks so far it was a little rushed
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Secrets that need to be told
FanfictionFuruichi has secrets that nobody knows about and he wants to keep it that way. Can Oga figure out what's happing to his friend before things get bad? Does he even care? I was inspired by the song dollhouse.
