HELP ME!!!

The Truth

Emily's P.O.V.

I knew that if I didn't tell him to leave he would just stand there watching me as I sleep but I didn't care. I liked him. I think he liked me. So I didn't care.

As I was sleeping I had a dream. I had a dream about my memories. The first memory I had was from when I was a little girl. My father had died in a house fire. I set the fire. I didn't try to but the fire was so big. I didn't know that if I played with the knobs on the oven that the house would go up in flames! But when I was about to get to the part where He called out for me my dream changed. It went to my 1st day of school in Pre-K. I tried so hard to make friends but no one liked me enough to be my friend. I cried so hard when I got home. I then saw the first time i cut myself. I was only 4 years old and I started cutting 3 weeks into school because of bullies.

I had no friends and my mother was always at work but at the time I had my father. But he didn't love me he was to occupied with drugs and sex. He would have many women in the house when mom was at work and had many drugs hidden from her. He would have the women go into my room and take clothes from my closet that he knew that the women didn't fit. 

As these flashbacks were entering through me as I slept I was getting woken up by some strange noise and smell. I tried to wake up but I couldn't open my eyes. I saw more of these horrific flashbacks.

I could hear screaming in the background. But it wasn't a familiar voice. It was a man yelling at someone. It sounded more and more familiar as it got closer. It was Austin. My ex-boyfriend.

I heard him yelling at a guy.

Jason didn't leave.

"You Mother Fucker quit watching this Whore sleep! It's Fucking nasty! If you want to fuck her so badly then go up to her and fuck her like this..."

He walked over to me and I heard a belt buckle hit the floor. I finally was able to open my eyes and I saw Austin standing there. He was at the foot of my bed with his pants at his ankles. Jason was in the corner of my room with a camera recording the whole thing. 

Before Austin could get me where he wanted me I got up and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a knife and hid in the closet where we put all of our food. I started cutting myself until I bled some more. I don't know how long I was in there but while I was I told myself all the things that I knew were going to happen. I told myself that he was trying to do something to me. He didn't like me. He just wanted to prove to his friends that he could have sex with  anyone he wanted because everyone likes him. In this case he was wrong. I hate him. 

As I was in there I fell asleep, and I don't remember anything else from that night.