war

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Scarlett's pov

I walked up the steps to my house and take a shakey breath well here goes nothing. I open the door to my house and slowly step in

"Scarlett!!!!!"

"y-yes"

"you lied to me you shank"

"n-no dad I s-swear I was just leaving when you called!" I defended myself

"oh don't give me your bullshit" he pushed me against the wall

"please! I swear!" I cried

"and you continue to lie to me " he push my hands above my head on the wall

"d-dad you're hurting m-me"

"oh yeah? good! " he slapped me "I want to hurt you" he smirked. I ducked under him and ran but he grabbed my wrist and squeezed my arm

"just leave me alone!!" I cried

"don't lie to me" he grabbed my neck "ever" he choked me

"ddd-dad lll-let go" I choked out "ppp-please" he through me down and I hit the floor with a thud he kicked me a couple times and walk out

i rolled on the floor in pain and picked my self up. I dragged my self to my bathroom and looked into the mirror. my cheek was red and my neck started to bruise. on my wrist nail marks were starting to turn red and my side was bruise in the shape of foot prints

"why me" I whimpered "why"

I dug around in my drawers and found my blade. I moved it around watching my reflection. I deserve this. I deserve to die.

I brought the blade to my left wrist and re opened and made new cuts. it looked like a battle field. and I know this war isn't over

I also know, that I'm not gonna win.

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man my chapters are short sorry longer ones coming

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