Chapter 7

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Lila's POV

I take a deep breath, scared of what might be held walking into my house.

I slowly open the door, trying to not let me Dad hear me. I close the door ever so gently and silently head to my room

See, my room isn't the best, my dad doesn't work, so we're really out of dept

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See, my room isn't the best, my dad doesn't work, so we're really out of dept. Thats why I need a job, to help pay the bills.

My bedroom door flies open

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOIN?!" My dads screams at me

" I-I was about to do my homework.." I told him, hoping he wouldn't yell again.

" Are you fuckin stupid?! You don't do anything until you do your chores!" I yells at me. I get up and head to do my chores, and as in chores, I have to clean the whole house.

" Dad? I'm done with the chores." I quietly tell him

" Go to your room"

" Ok" I say about to turn around

" OK?! ITS YES SIR YOU FUCKING BASTERD!" He day as he slaps me. I hold in my tears as I try to not think about the pain

" Y-yes sir" I say as I turn around, heading to my room.

And I cried... again

Heart Beat// Grayson DolanWhere stories live. Discover now