Nicki's POV
(same day)
I stand here hesitant to knock on the door. I promised myself I never come back here but here I am. my face still wet with tears as I knocked on the door. seconds later the face I never wanted to see again opened the door.
"back again?" he smirked. he leaned against the door as he tried to keep his balance obviously drunk, as usual.
"hi daddy" I said as I looked down.
Two weeks later
I walked into the school building and immediately saw the one person that I had been avoiding for the past few weeks. we made eye contact and I turned the other way before he could talk to me.
"nicki wait" I ignored him and kept walking but he caught up to me "im sorry"
"that's nice" I said as I continued to walk away. He then grabbed my armed
"nicki please"
"No I don't want to talk to you"
I could feel myself getting angry "Because of you safaree broke up with me! Because of you I had to move back in with my dad!" with every word my anger was rising and soon I was yelling at him and everyone in the hallway was watching. I lifted up my shirt to reveal my bruised stomach "Because of you my dad hits me everyday! so sorry isn't enough"
"Nicki I ..." he tried to pull me into a hug but I pushed him away.
"Don't touch me!" and with that I walked away.
as I walked away I felt a sharp pain in my stomach causing me to fall to floor. I groaned out in pain.
Drake rushed over to my side "Nicki! what's wrong?"
"My stomach..." I mumbled out as the world around me seemed to grow dark.
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I woke up in a hospital bed. There was an IV in my arm and I was hook to one of those annoying heart monitor machines. I looked over to the side of the bed and drake was asleep in one of the chairs.
"Drake?" he woke up and looked at me.
"nicki I'm glad you're awake" he then got up from the chair and came to the side of the bed.
"what happened?"
"your dad hit you in your stomach so hard that you were bleeding internally and it tore a hole in your stomach and now you need to have surgery"
"why are you so fucking stupid?!" he yelled at me
"Daddy I'm sorry" I said as I went to pick up the broken beer bottle off the ground
"you can never do anything right you incompetent piece of shit! I wish I had never had you" I then felt him kick me in the stomach. I fell on the floor in pain as he continued to kick me. after several blows to the stomach I began to cough up blood.
