Broken

Hi, I'm Leia

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Hi, I'm Leia and I'm going to tell you a story about my life...

• past , aged 8•

I woke up to the sound of screaming and shouting and got my slippers on. They were cute little pink ones. I yawned as I stood up and ran downstairs, grabbing my dressing gown along the way. As I got to the bottom of the stairs I had my dressing gown on and the noise got louder and louder every time I moved a step towards the lounge room door. I slowly opened it to find my mum being shouted at by my dad. I let out a sad whimper and my dad looked at me, sadness in his eyes. I ran back up stairs and as I did he shouted "Leia!" in a 'sorry' voice. I ignored it and slammed the door shut, blocking my ears in the pillow. "SHUT UP!" I shrieked. Then, all of a sudden the shouting stopped and a loud bang was created by- what I was guessing, the front door. I panicked and ran downstairs to the lounge room where my mum lay on the sofa crying. "Mummy..." I sighed. I was only right years old, I didn't understand. "Daddy... Daddy's gone on- gone on holiday for a... Little while..." my mum stuttered. I looked confused. "Were you arguing because the holiday was too expensive and now you're upset?" I asked, making her smile a little. "Yes..." she said back. I lie down next to her and have her some of my leftover malteasers. She ate them all quickly and I went back up to bed, considering it was 6:30am.

Later that week, I went to see my dad. But he told me a completely different story. Truth is, I still don't know why they left eachother now. My dad didn't seem his happy self and ignored me and my brothers half the time. Leading onto the subject, I have 3 brothers. One's my half brother. Jake. He's the oldest. Harrison is the eldest. Then me. Then my younger brother Ronny, who is 4.

•••months later•••

My mum started to smoke very often. It'd just gone my birthday and it was... great. Mum had become an alcoholic and had sex every night. No exaggeration. I walked in on the once. It's hard to sleep with all the racket and we had school the next day. She used to slap us, me mainly and hit me with the hair brush so hard. I got used to it. Until one day.

I'd had enough and it was 3 in the morning and I hadn't slept. I went downstairs and Harrison told me to stop. ignored it. I opened the door where my mum was with a strange man, his dick up her ass. He stopped and glared at me. "Can you /please/ be quiet? I need to sleep!" I begged. That's when my mums face turned from a frown to complete anger. I'd never seen it before. I panicked and went to run out the front door and it was locked. I leaped up the stairs and jumped on to my very high bed. (it was like a bunk bed but no bottom bed, instead it was a tent thing.) I heard her stomp up the stairs and she walked in, me hiding under the covers. She pulled off the covers, harshly and slapped me hard. I thought that'd be it but no, she wanted more. She took all her anger out on me, that she'd been holding in since my dad left. She punched, slapped and scratched me. My mum then left the room and went to the toilet. I went to go to sleep when she came back in again for more. She grabbed my long hair and yanked it off the bed, pulling me with it, banging my spine on a glass. It smashed under me, leaving cuts over my back. She'd left a bald patch, kicked my stomach and left the room. I climbed weakly into my bed. Everything was sore. My 'mum' continued fucking this man but I blocked it out. My window was wide open. I had those thoughts running around my mind. -Jump out, Leia. Jump.- a voice in my head said to me.

The next day I was quiet. My mum forgot about it all. What a fucking whore. I left for school alone. No lunch... ruined hair. Tired. I looked a disgusting wreck. I looked in the girls toilets mirror, feeling sick. I kept getting dirty looks but I ignored them. During lunch time I told my PA teacher. She listened but they never did anything about. I'm seeing my dad today, I thought. I'll tell him.

The school day finished and my dads car was parked outside. My stepmum was there and I loved her so much. When we got to the house I begged and begged my dad, in tears, if I could stay with him. He frowned and knew I was telling the truth. "All the kids can stay here." he confronted to the family. I never heard from my mum for 7 months. It was around eight in the morning and I wanted to lay in a bed and not the floor. I asked Harrison and he said no, so did Ronny. But Jake said yes. So I layed in his bed.

That's when I felt his hand creeping down my knickers and playing with my clit.