You Saved and Left Me

Chapter 3: Abused

Chapter 3
Abused

Vea's POV

A few months later....

My father moved to Australia because of his job and that means leaving me alone with my mother and sisters.

Oh great, now my life would be extra exciting, note the sarcasm..

I thought the ignoring would be the only thing that I will receive from my mother but a few days after my father went away my mother started slapping, pushing me down the stairs and questions me for living.

I would mostly stay sucked up in my room, and would only come out to either do my chores, take a bath or eat.

I was doing my homework quietly and peacefully, the house was dead quite, it's atmosphere calm, tense and gloomy.

"Craaack!! "

I flinched as I heard the sound of glass being shattered.

I stood up and hesitantly walked towards the door, shaking a bit, hearing angry footsteps echo towards my room.

The door flung open and I was greeted with my mother, broken bottle in hand and furious glare rested upon me.

"Mom what-"I tried to speak but was quickly cut off with my mother slapping me right across the face.

I froze, as I felt my cheek sting, mother leaving a red hand mark on my cheek.

"M--mom what happened??", i said shaking rapidly.

"What happened? Oh let's see..my favorite mug happen to just fly of the counter and broke ,and I'm pretty sure you used some kind of evil magic trick to break it!!", mom said sarcastically.

"Why is it MY fault??", I asked

"It's your fault because you didn't look after your sister, thanks to you being lazy and just sleeping", she hissed ,the words jut like some sort of venom in her mouth.

"I was not sleeping I was doing my homework..", I said defending myself even though I knew me talking back to her would only make her angrier.

"Stop faking and admit that you were just sleeping in your room", she shouted crossing her arm's.

"I wasnt-....", me getting cut off and not being able to finish my sentence when my mom dragged me down the stairs towards the kitchen.

"Mom what are we doing here???", I asked scared of what she'll do.

She didnt answer my question , and took a piece of the broken mug scratching it down my skin.

She threw the the rest of the mug down and smirked, you better clean this mess up, or this mug wouldn't be the only thing broken. She said leaving the room satisfied with what she did, not even caring that she hurt me.

I yelped, shaking rapidly, tears falling out of my eyes, the pain of being ABUSED was unbearable and I can't take it anymore.

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I'm sorry for a very short chapter.
I just want you guys to know that I'll do my best to make a longer chapter. Thanks and I love you all...

Your Dear Writer,
Elvea12

Special Thanks to my Co- editor Azzyru..
And I hope that you will check her account as well, I promise you that she is a great writer.( If you are in the undertale fandom)....
Ps. We're not doing a collaboration ☺