05| Cross my Heart, Hope to Die

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  Scared.

Extremely scared, terrified, and fearful of what's to come.

Halfway through the day, I truly realized what I had done. Because I threw the oatmeal back at Ginny and Ivy, some of it got on their uniform like it did mine. 

The thing about oatmeal is that it makes a stain, so while my shirt is stained, Ginny's skirt has a large spot of oatmeal on it.

I gave her evidence.

I can't run because they moved the ladder I usually climb, so I'm stuck in the room.

Footsteps down the hallway bring fear to every inch of my body. Rylan is home. Stay calm, Ashlee is also home so you're good, Y/N.

  "Babe! I'm heading out to the store! You need anything?!" Well, that's shitty luck.

  "No!" I stuff everything I might need for a couple of nights away into my backpack, my whole body trembling with fear.

I have exactly one minute before Ginny goes and tattletales on me for the incident today. So, I have exactly one minute to escape the process of being beat. An impossible task.

He's gonna kill me, I know it.

But he knows when to stop so he leaves me in pain.

Maybe he'll lose control this time.

I deserve to die.

I'm worthless, and a hopeless being.

I swing my backpack around my shoulder and run out of the room, but before I reach the stairs, I see Ginny talking to her dad at the top of the stairs. 

She then points down the hall, causing Ryland to whip his head over, accidentally seeing me.

  "You did what?!" He yells. My breath catches as he makes his way towards me, and panic kicks in. I drop my bag and run into the nearest room, being the bathroom. 

I shut it closed and yelp when there's a loud bang against it. "Open this goddamn door!" I begin to hyperventilate, my vision sparkling with little black and white dots.

This happens a lot. Hopefully, I'll pass out as he beats me. So I can't feel the pain at the moment.

There's another thud, making me jump. "Open the door!" It's a scream this time. "Open the door before I break it down and give it to you worse!" I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die-

The door lock clicks by itself and the door is then thrown open, I hold my hands out, pleading with everything I have, which he obviously ignores. What's worse about this, is he's not drunk, and he's not gonna hold back.

  "What do you think gives you the right?!" There's a blow to my face. I yelp, crumbling onto the ground. "What do you think gives you the right to do that to my child?!" Another blow, this time on my stomach. "You will respect my family-" 

His fists begin punching anything and everything. "You will respect me!" A blow to the head and the world begins to spin, those black and white dots becoming more severe.

  "Dad-" There's one more blow to the head, but after what seems like several moments, I jolt awake to the feeling of freezing cold water pouring down on my body. I thrash around confused and terrified as I feel hands hold me down in the tub.

  "Let me go!" I scream. I can't see anything because my mind isn't comprehending anything. I don't even know where I am except for the fact that in a tub of water.

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