"(Y/n) I've been waiting for you..." My dad said softly
"cool I don't care" I said closing and locking the front door. trying my best to show him I wasn't scared, But in reality I was terrified...
"(y/n) please show me your arm..." My dad said a little hopeless
"why? you caused it" I said walking towards the kitchen to get some tea to calm down
"I know and now I want to help you (y/n)" my dad said a little anger in his voice now
"oh my gosh fine then if your just going to pester me about it" I said rolling my eyes.
I went up to him and pulled up my sleeve looking away from him, scared to see his reaction. He ran his boney cold fingers across my rough and bumpy pale skin, he looked at the new ones and asked "are these new?"
I responded with "yes dipshit"
... He slapped me across the face and screamed hateful words at me like "I WAS TRYING TO HELP"
a kick to the stomach.
"YOU UNGRATEFUL SLUT"
4 kicks to the face
"I HOPE YOU DIE FROM DOING THIS YOU HOE"
he stepped on my arm filled with cuts
"p-please s-stop" I said trying to hold back my tears
"NO THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING WANTED AND THIS IS WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO GET BITCH" he untied his belt and started beating my back as I winced, but didn't scream
"OW" I finally cried out, he bent down and held my chin close to his vile face
"oh that hurts doesn't it" he said pouting his lips basically mocking my pain
"ANSWER ME GOD DAMNIT" he said as he beat my arm and what he didn't know was that my cuts were opening as I was screaming in pain.
There was blood every where...
~time skip to the next day~
"(Y/N) GET YOUR ASS UP ITS TIME FOR SCHOOL" my dad screamed from down in the living room
"OK JACKASS" I screamed back at him, earning a chuckle from me but what he gave me was not what I wanted.
I heard his big boots coming up the stairs and I knew I was in big trouble...
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME YOU LITTLE SHIT" my dad screamed slamming my rooms door open
"n-nothing" I said quietly, looking down to avoid his blood hungry gaze
"BULLSHIT"he screamed.(since I am to tired to do the beating part... and I hate writing abuse 😗✌)
~time skip to when he stopped~
"Go to school" he muttered, spitting at my almost lifeless body
While I was walking to school I saw the person I don't want to see right now...
"Hey (y/n)"
YOU ARE READING
𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝐿𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 (𝐵𝑇𝑆 𝑋 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟)
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