JSE Egos x Child Reader

Chapter 2: Leave

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!" My father yelled through my door. I open my ice blue eyes and see that he has a big smile on his face. Today I turn five years old. I know not a big deal. I'm only five but to me I get to leave this hell hole. I'm always reminded that I killed my mother when she was giving birth to me.

My father hated me ever since that day. He tells me every birthday about how he is going to kick me on the streets once I turn five. He has been abusing me since I was two years old. He hates me for something I didn't know I did.

At first it was just spankings even when I didn't do anything. It wasn't hard or anything. Than once I turned four he started yelling and getting drunk. Which scared me because when he was drunk and mad he would cut my arms and legs.

That's when he started telling me I should have died instead of my mom. That she would still be here if it wasn't for me. I use to cry about it but I realized if he didn't love me I will defend for myself like he intended it for me when I was born.

He gave me this awe full smile. "Guess what sweetheart? Before you leave I want to give a few presents first. For on the road" he grinned from ear to ear. That's when I saw the knife on my bed. I gulped. He just laughed at how scared I looked.

"Let's give you a few here" He said. I screamed when cut me four times on my left arms. I had tears in my eyes. It was always so painful when he cut my left arm. He than continued to my right leg and cut six times. I yelled out and pain.

He just laughed. "Now I don't have to worry about you but you need to clean up now. I want you to suffer. So go get a shower and wrap the cuts up before leaving. I will be in the kitchen so I know you won't take any food from me" he laughed softly.

I watched him leave and than I started to strip. He had gotten me "new" clothes. Which meant he just found the most disgusting pair of clothes from the thrift store. I got into the shower and whimpered as the water hit my cuts. I just hung my head in shame. I didn't mean for my mom to die. I was just a baby.

I dried my body off after I got out of the shower. I found the wraps in my cabinet and wrapped my arm and leg up really well. I'm glad I knew how to wrap my own cuts because when father first cut me he had been really rough so I decided I needed to learn myself.

When I got downstairs, father was in the kitchen and watching me as I headed to the front door. I didn't realize he had moved until he grabbed. He gave me that ugly smile and it made me want to smack him but I knew better so I didn't.

"Once you leave this house. Do not go to the cops. I will know if you do. Also if you as say a word about me throwing you out because if you do I will kill you. Do you understand me?" He growled. I flinched but nodded. He smacked my cheek. "I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"He yelled. " Yes father. I understand" I said with the bravest voice I could muster up. "Good now leave" He growled. He grabbed me by the waist and tossed me out of the door. I hit the walk way hard.

I saw him slam the door. It was nighttime so no one would have saw him throw me out. I started getting up and headed to the park. I barely have been out but I knew were the park was. Once I got there I saw the bench I use to sit on and just think. I climbed up on it and laid down. My H/L H/C hair shinning through from the moonlight. Before I fell asleep I saw something but I was too tired to even move but the figure did speak. "Lass? Are you okay? Oh god. I will take you to a safe place" I heard a Irish accent say before I blacked out.

A/N: Hmmmmm..... I wonder who it could be? Anyways. Thank you guys for reading this chapter. If you liked it gently tap the vote button (you really don't have to) and I will see you all in the next chapter. Buh Bye.

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