Chapter-1

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Help me, it's like the walls are caving in
Sometimes I feel like giving up
No medicine is strong enough
Someone help me
I'm crawling in my skin
Sometimes I feel like giving up
But I just can't
-Shawn Mendes, In my blood

~6 years ago~

No matter how many times I scream,no matter how many times I plead him to stop. He didn't. He loves watching me bleed until I passed out or I can't take it anymore. He love watching scars on my body.

He is a sadist.

He is my father.

Screams and my pleading are the only thing that echoes through the house at night.

My mom silently watched me as he kicked me in my stomach last time. I curled up like a ball my hands on head shielding it. I dare to look him. His face has his infamous scowl. He was breathing heavily, Hair tousled and face unshaven.

Basically he doesn't look like my dad anymore. Not the one who used to sing lullabies at night when I can't sleep. Rocking me back and forth on swing. Let me win in stone, papers and scissors.

He is not the same anymore.

He is not my dad anymore.

He is a sadist.

I tried to get up but failed miserably.

Keyword: tried

My whole body hurts from the beating. My mom take a step towards me, I scoffed and raise my hand telling her not to.

Voice of heels clinking came from behind me, I turn my head to see Natasha coming down with a smile on her face. Skimpy red dress hugging her curves. With perky boobs and ass that will put Nicki Minaj to shame.

She walks straight to my dad. He side-hugged her and kiss her on the side of her head. She smile and turn around to look at me. Her smile drop and look of disgust cover up.

She took three strides and kneel down so she is the same height as me. She squish my cheeks with her manicured fingers that dug deep into my skin.

That hurt you bitch

"Hello my dear Sister"

With that she let my head fall on the concrete floor with a thud. And darkness enveloped me.

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