"I hate you, you're so worthless like your stupid mother" he screamed.
Curled up in a ball I cried even harder excepting every word. I've always felt like this, unwanted, and I just want to be gone.
Suddenly, he grabbed me by my brown tied hair and smashed my head against the hard wall.
"God damn you Elle" he screamed. "Wha..wha... What did I do?" I muttered. "EVERYTHING" then he gripped tighter on my hair and smashed my head one more time.
I smell the alcohol, again.
Letting go of my hair, he ran towards the curlers and plugged them in. I knew exactly what he was going to do with the curlers.
"Where's your mums picture Elle?" he screamed louder into my face. "TELL ME". I couldn't speak. I was petrified of what he was going to do next, petrified of what he will do next.
Slowly, I raised my hand pointing toward my closet and immediately he ran towards it and grabbed my mums last picture of her from the back of the closet.
He tore it into tiny little pieces and every rip was like a chunk of my life pulled apart. My last mums photo, gone. Without a word, he marched towards the curlers and pulled me closer to him. "Give me your wrist" he demanded I gradually raised my hand and he gripped onto my wrist. I winced at the pain due to my cuts and scars but he didn't care, he never cared.
Lifting the curlers, I tensed ready for the pain. Bang onto my wrist, onto all my scars.
Every time I tried to pull away he pressed harder, burning me.
"Haha, you slut, know nothing at all, stupid idiot. You're worthless you hear me worthless" "Please stop, stop " I say feeling the heat burn my soul. "Dad please" I whisper then see nothing, black out.
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I opened my tired eyes, letting my eyes adjust to the daylight. Then I remembered everything from last night.
I know that the day will always haunt me and stay with me forever.
My phone started ringing a song I hear nearly every day.
"Come on skinny love just last the year,
Pour a little salt we were never here,
My my my, my my my, my-my my-my...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer"
"H-h-hello" I say still tearful, answering the phone. Maybe it's a school friend or...
"Hey answer these questions to be a
Multimillionaire!"
So much for getting my hopes high, I have no friends. I shut the phone and put it on the night stand.
The song replayed again. Without looking at the caller ID I ignored it expecting it to be another advertising caller.
Finally, able to get up, I make my way toward my draws and pull out a blade. I can't go to the bathroom or my dad will wake up and shout at me, just like last night.
"Cameron Dallas is my boyfriend and I like him so..."
Quicky, I walk toward a the window to shut the window when I see about 9 boys. They look familiar not sure where from. I reach up to shut the window when I realized I still got a blade in my hand and a boy caught me with the blade and tear stains.
Quickly, I shut the window and put the blade away. Running towards the window I try to figure where I've seen them before.
I can't really remember.
I look outside trying to avoid them looking at me. I finally gave up trying to figure who they are but 1 boy is missing. The one who looked at me is not there.
*ding dong*
My heart raced as the door bell ran.
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