Zach's pov

D-dad

D: WHO EXACTLY IS HER? He said pounding on the door.

Z: SOMEONE I KNOW OK?!

D: GET OUT HERE NOW!

I unlocked the door and stood in it's frame as he lectured me.

D: YOU MAY NOT SPEAK TO HER OR ANYBODY! YOU HEAR ME?

Z: sure. I mumbled under my breath.

D:WHAT WAS THAT? DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SAY YOU PATHETIC FAT PIG. (Sorry I don't cuss😐)

Z: NO I DONT!

D:THATS IT.

He walked over to his room and came back with a belt.

D: TURN.

I wanted to say no, but I knew I couldn't.

I turned around.

D: take the hoddie off.

I took it off, and threw it on the floor.

He started with the back of my legs.

*SMACK* *SMACK*

I was so weak from all the beatings. Already my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. He went up to bare back.

*SMACK*

R-Reese

R: DADDY, STOP! She said on the verge of tears.

D: you want some?

R:n-no.

D: GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM!

It breaks my heart, he talks like that to a 6 year old.

He continued smacking my back till I fell over completely.

D: LEAVE! 

I grabbed my hoddie and attempted to go downstairs. I walked out the door and headed for the school.

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