Just as I thought..all hell was breaking loose. My dad was in the living room beating my mother. My moms nose was bleeding and her clothes look torn. I let out a single tear attempting to quickly walk to my room without being seen. Before I could even make it halfway across the living room my father snatched me by my hair slinging me on the ground.
" You know what time it is sweetie, don't run" he said as he let out a laugh sending chills down my spine. I bust out crying because I was tired of this. He picked me up and walked me to my bedroom laying me on the bed. I watched my mom walk past my room, going in their bedroom closing the door as he closed mine. I was so shocked because no one in the house ever gets beat except for me. She probably got beat because of me.
" take this off baby" he said tugging at my jeans. I shook my head while wiping my tears. Just as I did that he snatched them off of me and my shirt, leaving me in my PINK bra set and underwear. He smirked while roughly taking off my underwear. I quickly backed up and attempted to run out the bed. I quickly regretted it, he picked me up slamming me on the bed and tying my hands together. He unbuttoned his pants and turnt me around. He quickly stuck it in causing me to grasp for air. I cried harder after every stroke. After about 2 minutes he got off of me and put back on his clothes. He untied me and threw my clothes.i quickly put them on getting out the bed that was filled with blood. I could barely stand up but I managed to. I watched as he left and hurried to close and lock the door. My room was connected with a bathroom so I didn't have to go back out to go wash up. I went in the restroom turning on the shower and getting in. I washed about 10 times hoping I could get every feeling of him off of me.
"I hate it here" I cried as I put on my night clothes. I looked in the mirror and saw a hurt girl that just wanted to be saved by someone. I hated myself. I wondered how would life be if I were to be someone else in the same body. I slowly walked to my bed that was cleaned by my mother, why does she let him do this to me? And then clean up after his work? I never understood. I cried as I laid in bed thinking. Why me?
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