How To Get Away With Punching Felix

Chapter 11

      I fell to the ground sobbing. "It's your fault you stupid brat!" He yelled kicking. 

       "No! I'm sorry!" I cried as he kicked my stomach. I cried out in pain. He then crouched down and grabbed my hair, pulling me up to look at him in the face. His breath reeked of alcohol. "It's your fault, and it's a sin you'll never be set free from!" He said, then shoved my head into the wall. I could feel hot blood running down my head.

             "Dad... please s... stop!" I sobbed. He took a swig from his bottle of beer. He swerved, and then smacked me across the face. 
         "Why should I?" He said, his words slurred but venomous. I knew he was right. I deserved to die. It was my fault. everyone would be so much more happy, if it was me instead of mom... It wouldn't be this way. He hit me one more time hitting the top of my head. and I black out...

        When I woke up I was in a dark room, all alone. Nothing, but me. I felt fear swelling inside me. I crawled unable to stand. I finally reached a wall, I pounded on it, screaming. I then crawled along the wall and reached the door. I cried and screamed tugging and pushing at the door nob. I screamed to be let out. I felt like I was going to die in that room. I honestly felt like someone was going to kill me, or that I was going to rot away in there. I could imagine it. My dad killing me from behind. 

       I could hear footsteps pounding down steps, and I knew where I was. I was in the basement. The basement where spiders, and mice, and nothingness was. I banged on the door harder than before, and more frantically, because I felt like someone was getting closer. Then I finally started to slow down, and lose hope. I slid to the floor, and just cried, feeling death lurking in the room.

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      I woke with a jolt, a cold sweat running along my whole body. There you have it. My dad abused me. He nearly killed me many times in fact. I turned on my lamp, and rubbed my face. feeling fear shaking all through me. I was trembling.

       Apparently I had been in that room for two days. Then my dad finally decided he was through with that punishment. He also forgot about me for a day, drinking his day away.

         I was twelve when that happened. He had started with criticizing me with words first, then he started to hit me in the head, and it just kept getting worse and worse. Five days after the dark room, I decided to commit suicide. Stupid right? That's never the answer, and never will be. I went to the roof of my school and was at the edge, when a boy came stumbling onto the roof. "Don't do it! It's not worth it!" He said. I didn't care, because I didn't think he understood, he then grabbed my wrist and pulled me down, and I didn't even oblige. I just went with it. That boy, was Felix. That was the first time I had met him. After that, he would sometimes try to talk to me. I hated him. I thought he was bothersome. But he's my savior. He saved me from doing one of the most stupid things anyone can think of. Killing myself.

        When I was thirteen, I finally reported my dad to the police. I went to the station and told them personally there. I don't know why I hadn't before. And I've read books about people who were abused, and they say that they don't tell the police because they're afraid that they'll be killed by the person abusing them. But if you go to the police, the police will probably protect you. That's what they did for me. They told me to stay there. They arrested my dad, and questioned him. Of course he denied everything. But when the police searched our house, they found at least one drop of my blood in every single room of the house. They also found alcohol and illegal drugs in the house. My dad was guilty of his crimes, and now he's in prison. I don't know why we're still allowed to see each other. But I asked the police to keep this one quiet, and to not let the reporters mention my name, or show my face on anything. I didn't want the people at school to stare at me.

        So, there you have it. My back story. Most of it anyway. Although with Felix saving me, he never mentioned it, not even once, since that day.

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      So obviously a little dark... But I hope you guys like it. and just so you know the next chapter is supposed to be way funny!