Adopted... by THEM?! (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Sixteen~ She wishes She was Never Born-

RECAP:

He seemed not to hear my feebled words and he went on, "STOP LYING TO US! STOP ALL OF IT!" He screamed, clutching the neck of my shirt.

All of a sudden, i felt a whip of white hot pain against my cheek, and i fell to the ground with a hump. I looked up at Harry in shock and fear, not believing what just happend, and hoping it wasn't real. But it was, Harry had slapped me.

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Chapter Sixteen:

Immediately, Harry's eyes widened in shock, "Emily i- i didn't- i mean, i am so sorry!"

I looked up into his green orbs and gasped. 

How could i have never seen it? They were so smiliar to my fathers. Tears rolled down my face as everything i had tried so hard to keep buried inside came right into my thoughts.

"Emily," My father taunted, i could hear the thump of his shoes against the wooden stairs as he made his way up towards my room.

I pressed my back into my locked door, squeezing my eyes shut in fear, as i let a single tear fall from my eye.

I could feel the anticipation rising, and my heart skipped a beat, my hands were wildly shaking. When he reached the door, he began pounding on it with enough force to knock it down.

"Open the door Emily. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise." He tried, but he didn't fool me, i knew the truth. The moment he got in here, i'd be in a bloodly pile on the floor.

I shook my head, though he couldn't see me.

"Emily! Open the damn door!" He growled loosing his patience.

Please God. Please, save me! I know i don't deserve it, but i cant do this anymore!! I let the tears freely flow down my cheeks.

He pounded even harder against the door, each time, it sent a blow to my back since i was sitting up against it. I winced, already knowing my back would be black and blue.

"THAT'S IT!" He roared, "I'M KNOCKING DOWN THIS DOOR!"

I gasped and scuttled away, not wanting to be crushed by it. Not a moment later, it came falling to the ground with a crash besides me.

My eyes widened in fear as my father strode up to me, towering over my frail body with his own intimidating one. He was a very tall man, much unlike myself. He was muscled and toned. He had dark hair, like myself.

He grabbed the collar of my shirt and opened his mouth to yell, "NEXT TIME YOU DON't DISOBEY ME UNDERSTOOD!?"

I nodded frantically, "I-i'm s-sorry." I cried out.

"SORRY DOESN'T BRING THEM BACK!" He screamed.

Before i knew it, i was on the floor, clutching my stomach in pain, weezing my breathe.

Slowly he kneeled down besides me, grasping my hair tightly.

"Why do you do this to me?" I gasped, crying, "What happened to you?"

"You happened." He growled, pulling me up by the hair and tossing me at the wall.

I hit it with a cry of pain and a scream. After i could feel myself falling towards the ground quickly. I shreiked in fear and pain. My ribs were screaming in pain. My head was bleeding. My entire body was surely bruised.