Promise you won't leave...(Nick and Jojo)

Part 1

Jojo pov:
'Another day in hell', I whispered to myself when I hit the alarm next to my bed. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. Then I looked through the small room: a small closet where I keep Aileens and my clothes, a chair and a desk with books and pens on it, a small, dirty window, Aileens little cot, a shelf with bottles, diapers and toys for Aileen, a very small fridge with milk and babyfood in it,  thing to warm milt with, my bedside table and my bed. The same that has been there since I moved to this shithole. I got up and opened the window. I could see people walking around in the street and instantly got shivers down my spine. Fuck, I really hate people. I went over to Aileens cot and looked at her. She is really an angel. She's all I have. I would do anything to protect her. I don't care if I die protecting her from Tommy, as long as she is alright. 'You fucking brat left the flat unlocked.', I suddenly heard Tommy shouting. Oh fuck, not again. I tried to lock my door, but it was already too late. He kicked the door open and it hit me right in the face. 'Fuuckk' I screamed noticing the blood running out of my nose. 'Come here, you fat piece of shit.', Tommy said walking towards me with his    clenched fist. He pulled me up and pressed my throat against the wall so I couldn't breath. Of course, I was too weak to fight him, still I tried. He punched me hard in my stomache and my face. I started crying quietly. I kicked him with my feet so he finally let go of me. He stormed out of the room and I collapsed onto the floor. I heard a quiet whimper and looked over to Aileen. I got up and held my hurting stomache. Blood still came out of my nose. I went over to Aileen and took her out of her cot carefully. I sat down on my bed and pressed her against my bony upper body. Tommy called me fat again. I hate myself so much and I hate the world. I probably deserved my fucked up life. I started hummimg a song to calm Aileen down. When she stopped crying, I put her onon my lap and started tickling her until she giggled. I got up and put her back into her cot to get ready. I went into the bathroom after I locked my room so Tommy can't get to Aileen. I walked very carefully so Tommy didn't hear me. I locked myself in the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I saw my slim, bony body, my ugly, bloody face, my brown, fluffy hair and my arms, that were covered in scars and bruises. I removed my clothes and took a shower. I got dressed freshly, black jeans and a black hoodie, that was way to big for me. 'Why am I so fat and ugly? Why does everyone hate me? Why do I have to suffer every day? Why am I who I am?', I started asking mysef. I sat down on the bathroom floor and started crying, again. I opened a drawer and took out one of seven razor blades. I rolled up the left sleeve of my hoodie. I positioned the blade on my wrist and pulled it through my skin. It started bleeding and I could feel the pain. All I deserve is pain and suffering. I positioned the blade again and pulled again. I repeated this five more times, until I started passing out. I covered the seven cuts with a badage. I burned and hurt a lot. I got up and had to hold the sink in order not to fall down again. I cleaned up the blood on the floor. I drank a big sip of water and rolled down my sleeve again. I left the room and went into my room to grab milk for Aileen and warmed it up. I put her into my arms and fed her. 'I'm so sorry that I can't replace your mother, Aileen. But I'm trying.' I dressed her up and took my school bag. Than I took Aileen and left the flat. I saw Tommy lying on the floor, he probably passed out. I brought Aileen to a nursery for babies and went to school. I hope they don't hit to hard today.

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so, this is the first chapter of the story😄i really hope you like it