Ch.4

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I wake up to banging and yelling from the other side of my door, this startling me I immediately get up and check the time
8:15 a.m.
Fuck, I was gonna be late AGAIN "h-hold on!" I yell while I quickly started to get dressed and answer to see my mother who was obviously drunk, I knew what this meant, she only drank when they were gonna get me..  I look at her "yes?" I say trying not to sound fearful, she looked at me and got angry "I got a call from your school yesterday" she said, her words slurring, my eyes widened a bit in fear.. "o-oh..' is all I could say before my mother smirked "it'd be a shamed if.." she hiccuped "your dad found out.." she said threateningly "NO MOM PLEA-"

SMACK

I looked at her shocked.. She slapped me.. This hasn't happened in 6 days, I guess I crossed the line..
"listen here you little bitch, if you ever ever even think about yelling AT ME AGAIN, I will personally beat you without your father's help, under fucking stood?!!" she basically yelled in my face, my mother may haven been on the smaller side but she used to hit me really hard whether it was with her hand, or an object of her liking.
I could only nod as tears went down my face from the pain "good, now get THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" She yelled, I flinched and grabbed my bag quickly running out the door and to school, I already knew she told dad, I knew what was gonna happen.. What I didn't know was how, would they use just the belt? No, that'd be to easy.. Would they use the bat? One of dad's golf clubs? A pipe?... I really don't wanna find out..

Instead of going to school I sit there out in the wooded opening, crying my eyes out, my mother left a print on my (s/t) cheek surprisingly it still stung.
What was I gonna do? If I go back they'll hurt me even worse, the school doesn't help and I have no one to open up to.. What will become of me..

I stayed out in the woods for a while, my crying turned into nothing but quiet sobs and sniffles as time went by, my eyes were red from all the crying and I could barely stand right from sitting to long.

I should've went to school, now they're gonna call my parents and they'll find out I ditched and probably hurt me worse.. Oh if only I could just run away from it all..

I know I can't stay away from it forever.. That's my home after all.. My broken.. Messed up.. Home.. With my broken, messed up family.

I head home, taking the longer way, my backpack sagged over my shoulder, occasional tears going down my cheeks. Nothing could be done, the best thing I can do right now is go home.. Get it over with..

Once home, I notice something.. It's so... Quiet.. I go to open the door and peek in.
Nothing.
It's so strange.
I go in being prepared for anything my parents had to throw at me, figuratively and literally.
But once again, nothing.

Had they gone out?
I shake off the feeling and run up to my room closing the door quietly and locking it.
I sigh and set my backpack down, that's when I notice my TV was on.
And the game cartridge I found was still in the console.
It was on the saved files, I wanted to see if I could go and delete the ben file again

SAVED FILES:
BEN <
(y/n)
New File

delete 'BEN' from SAVED FILES?
yes <
no

I choose yes, it loads then goes black for a moment, this kind of freaked me out. Soon a message appears

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT.

Next thing I know my TV starts freaking out with glitches everywhere on the screen. It made this horrible noise that no doubt everyone in the neighborhood could hear!
Knowing this is another thing they'd hurt me over, I immediately look outside, no one's there. I soon hear heavy footsteps coming upstairs I take quick action to sneak away again, I open my window fast and hop on my roof this time just slipping off, I didn't care though, i was terrified and wanted to get away. As I get up from the grass I hear a sudden yelling "SHE BROKE. THE FUCKING. TV!!" I freaked out cause after that I heard a gun being loaded, I booked it I didn't even look behind me, tears were welling in my eyes fear struck me even more as I heard screams and yelling, my legs getting tired but I didn't care, I didn't care, I kept going.

I soon open my eyes and noticed where I was, I was in the city not to far away now, it feels like I've been running for hours how have I only gotten here. I rub my eyes to get the tears away, I'm alone in the city, no money and no where to stay... I had no choice this time.. I need to find a way to pack my stuff and run away again, run away forever and never EVER look back. I sigh as I start my way back home, I check the time
7:54 p.m.
I head home, I try staying within crowds so I wouldn't be a main target for anything bad, I soon had to depart from the group's and headed home. I slowly walked as my legs were still sore from running a lot, I wanted to scream so bad but I didn't.

I check the time again
8:25 p.m.
I climb up the roof again and into my window, the TV was still there, glitches and all, it didn't freak me out anymore since the horrid noise had gone away. I was more worried what will happen to me once I walk out that.. Broken door?.. My door.. It's broken off the hinges and laying on my floor.
I look around my room more, it's completely trashed, there's a hole in my wall now and some sort of crimson red on the wall, he must've went all out if he hurt himself during the process..

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