Summer [ Harry styles fanfic ]

Flashback

"Mommy!!" I yell as I run into the kitchen.

"Hi baby girl! how was school?" My mom asks me, while picking me up.

"It wad good! Guess what mommy?"

"What baby girl."

"I gonna graduate two grade." I said smiling, while putting two fingers in the air.

"Yes! You are! Im so proud of you baby!" My mom said while spinning me.

"Yhank you mommy! Mommy?"

"yes baby?"

"Is my daddy going  see me graduate?"

"Um sweetie.. You know your not allowed to talk about your father. He left us, he left you. He didnt want you." My mom said harshly.

"Wh- why? didnt daddie want me mommy? Did he not wub me mommy?" I said while crying.

"No Morgan he didnt love you or me." My mom said harshly.

"And my new daddie? He wub me?"

"Yes Morgan he does."

A couple hours passed and My "new" father came home.

"Babe!! Wheres my fucking food at!!" My step dad yells.

"Its right here honey." My mom says while taking a plate of food to him.

He grabs the plate from her, takes one bite and throws the plate across the room. My mom flinches, she was use to this.

"I work ever single fucking damn day to come home to this shit you call food!!!?" He yells and steps closer to My mom. I heard the yelling and crying, I came out of my room to see my mom on the floor with tears coming down her face, she has blood from the cuts and bruises he made on my mom.

"STAPH!" I yell as I enter the room. My step dads face tightens, he turns around and marches straight towards me.

"No!! stop please dont hurt her!!!! please!! Alex no please!!!!" My mom yells and cries, she runs up and tries stopping him but theres no use.

Alex my step dad came closer too me, he grabbed me by my hair, i was at least 3feet off the ground and my hair in his fist.

"What the fuck did you say to me you little shit!!! Huh?? arent you going to speak!!!?? No? thats what. though take your little ass back up to your fucking room now!!!!!! And dont even think about fucking coming back down here!!" He yells in my face, I start crying but not because i was scared but i was angry.

"But Im hungry!!" I yell back. I kinda wish i didnt say that he laughs and walks over to his plate on the floor.

"Your hungry you little piece of shit huh?? well have this!!" He says and throws the glass plate at me along with the broke pieces.

I start crying. Minutes later I gain some courage.

" You know what you meanie!!! I hope you die and i hope God kills you and you go to hell!!! You little piece of shit!" I repeat his words even though at my age i really didnt know what they meant at the time.

"What!?" He asks and comes closer. I stand my ground, which was another bad idea.

He comes closer and he grabs my hair pulls me into the kitchen grabs a wooden spoon, he takes me upstairs with a screaming mother downstairs. When we reach my room he opens the door and throws me onto the bed. He comes closer.

"You think you can talk like that to me? huh? well looks like if your going to act like an adult, ill fuck you like one." He said and after that i dont remember much.