I'm lost. Broken. And nobody knows. I help people, and when you help people, you don't get help. I couldn't look at myself think how a mess I was. It was too late for me to be fixed. Nobody could help me. I was too deep in it for being saved. I had...
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I admit I'm scared of him. The way he spoke to me and looked at me isn't new to me. Al those times, he hurt me because I did something wrong. My dad's abusive against Dylan and me. Most of the time, Dylan helped me when he wants to slap me by saying that's his fault so that he gets the beating. I always felt terrible about it.
"I-I.." The words were stuck in my mouth.
I couldn't think straight because I was scared, scared of him. He grabs my wrist, pulling me closer. "You were with a boy, and I know you're dating him!" He yelled in my face grabbing my wrist tightly. I could feel myself shaking in fear.
My mom looked away, not wanting to see what was happening right in front of her." Who is he!" I looked away from him, trying to avoid his eyes." A-a boy from the mental facility." I felt his breath on my face.
My wrist started to hurt when he tightened his grip on it." I can't believe that my daughter is a fucking whore. You were almost dating Erick, a good guy with a wealthy family, and now your dating a guy you met in a fucking mental facility!" All the thoughts in my head said that I have to run away from him.
" Dad, I'm sorry." That was the only thing I could bring out.
My mind was blank, and everything was gone." Do you know it is humiliating for me to hear that your daughter is out another guy from Erick and his family themselves. " I looked at him with widened eyes. Erick, how did he know that I was put with Ben.
" He and his parents came here an hour ago. They said that they saw you kissing a guy at the fair." He yelled.
They saw me and decided to tell me about their parents. It was probably Erick's idea. He knows how angry my dad can be if he wants to."You're never going to see him again, understood!" The shade of his eyes was darker than usual when he yelled at me. How can he tell me how to live my life.
" I can't! " My voice was as loud as he was.
" I love him!"
A burning sting came on my cheek when his hand collapses with it. My hand went up to my cheek when I hear my mom gasp. " You can't stop me from seeing him," I said calmly, looking at him. He looked angrier than before, and before I knew it, he slapped me harder, yelling things in my ear and throwing me on the floor.
His foot collide with my stomach and I scream out in pain. " You're my daughter, so you live by my rules. I don't care that you love him because you're never going to him again and the only boy you can talked to or go to is Erick if he still want's you!" He yelled before calmly walking out of the room.
My back was against the wall while I hold my stomach. I saw my mom standing up leaving the room behind my dad without looking back at me through my tears. Slowly I stood up, stile holding my stomach, and walked to my room.
Once I close my door, I fell to the floor crying and curled into a ball. This can't be happening. The pain in my stomach became worse every time I took a breath. He kicked me right where Erick hit me. I hug my knees, trying to block the pain out. How could my parents do this to me?
My dad hit me, and my mom didn't do anything about it. She just sat there looking at us. This are the reasons I try to kill myself because they don't care. All they care about is money and that they have a good name at the club.
There was a knocking sound on my window and I looked up. I saw Ben behind the window, looking concerned. Slowly I stood up, trying to stay on my feet.
" Ben he." I choke out when he climbs through the window hugging me.
" I know I saw it." I was leaning against him with one arm around him and the other holding my stomach. " Why did you come back? I saw you driving away." He pulled away, taking something out of his pocket.
It was my phone.
" You left this in my car, so I wanted to bring it to you. I heard yelling from your house and saw your dad beating you." He looked down at my stomach, slowly pulling my tank top up. The bruise Erick gave me was significant and was fading away, but now that my dad kicked me made it worse. It was bigger than before.
When Ben touches the side of it, and I let out a whimper. He looked at me with sorry in his eyes when he saw tears running down my cheek. " You need to go to a doctor." He pulls my tank top back down while I lean against him.
" I can't," I whisper, looking down.
" My parents would never let me go." I hear him sigh, pulling me in a hug again. The past couple of days has been a nightmare. Why did Dr. Ryan let me go from there? I'm not ready to do this. Look at me. I'm worthless in every way.
" You have to go before my dad sees you," I said against his shoulder. I felt him shaking his head no while pulling me closer.
" I'm not leaving you alone here so that they can hurt you again." I wanted to protest, but the door slammed open, making us both jump.
My dad was standing in the doorway, looking at us too.
