He Saved Me

Chapter One

Beep...beep...beep...

"CRYSTAL TURN OFF THAT FUCKING ALARM BEFORE I COME UP THERE AND SHUT IT OFF MYSELF, NOW HURRY THE FUCK UP AND GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE ME SOME FUCKING BREAKFAST, YOU STUPID BITCH,"

What a lovely wake up

Reaching to turn off my alarm a sharp pain shot through my chest and through my arm causing me to flinch from the pain, I slowly get out of bed trying not to scream, last night was one of the worst beating he has ever given me, I looked down at my body, I saw the remains of the events that happened last night done by my oh so loving and caring father. I could see big black and purple bruises covering my ribs, cuts on my arms, legs, and stomach. There were bruises everywhere along my body, when I glanced down at my wrists, I grimaced at the scars I saw on my wrist, I caused on myself from when my so called 'father" first hit me.

*Flashback*

I was sitting in the bathroom cleaning up the last of the cuts I had made, as I finished, I heard the doorknob start turning, thinking it was my father coming to finish what he started, I curled up into a ball trying to make myself as small as possible. I heard the gentle thump as the door contacted the wall. I heard a gasp as I looked up to see my mother entering the bathroom, I quickly made a move to pull down my sleeves hoping my mother wouldn't see, but I wasn't quick enough, I heard another gasp escape her lips.

I look up at her and all I could see tears streaming down her face as she slowly walks over to me, kneeling down and gently wrapping her arms around me giving me a hug, she whispers "why Crystal" and I just broke down telling her everything about how I came home late from school and opened the door accidentally hitting my father as the door swung open, I told her how I could smell the alcohol coming off of him, about him slapping me across the cheek, saying I am ungrateful and how I'm a mistake and that I shouldn't have been born, and that if I tell anyone about this he would kill me.

I told her about me running away from him and locking myself in the bathroom. After I'd finished telling her about what happened, I couldn't hold it in anymore, I just broke down in my mother arms. I could hear her whispering sweet nothings in my ear and telling me how much she loves me, after I had calmed down my mother helped me clean up my cuts.

Just as we were finishing, my mother looked me in the eyes and said, "I want you to promise me that even when in your darkest moments to never cut again, promise me Crystal". I couldn't trust my voice, so I just nodded and pulled my mother in for a long hug.

After a couple more minutes of hugging in the bathroom, the door slammed open to reveal my very pissed off and drunk father looking like he could commit murder right then and there, I assumed the worst and thought that my father overheard me talking to my mother and telling her everything.

My thoughts were proven correct when my father glared straight at me with so much hatred that had me flinching in fear behind my mother, who I didn't even notice, now was standing in front of me in a protective stance like a wolf would do to protect its pup. He noticed this too and slammed the bathroom door shut and yelled at the top of his lungs, " YOU DUMB BITCH... YOU WERE MEANT TO KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT, BUT NO YOU HAD TO GO AND OPEN THAT FUCKING UNGRATEFUL MOUTH OF YOURS, YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH".

After my father finished yelling, I closed my eyes in fear as I heard my mother trying to reason with him, then everything went quiet for a moment, all of a sudden, I heard a loud bang that echoed through the bathroom. It sounded like a gunshot. I look up to where my father was, to see him standing there holding a gun. I look over to my mother to see she was no longer standing but falling to the ground, and in that moment, I didn't care about anything. As I reached out to catch my mother, she fell to the floor. As I was sitting there holding my dying mother in my arms, she looked at me and said, "I love you" as she took her last breath, the world seemed to crumble around me, and everything went black.

*Flashback over*

The last thing I remember from that day is before I blacked out my father yelled at me saying "YOU FUCKING STUPID BITCH, YOU WERE MEANT TO KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT, NOW LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO, KILL MY FUCKING WIFE.

Well enough about that, you must be wondering who I am, my name is Crystal smith and I live with my abusive 'father'. I have been told I look a lot like my mother, heart shaped face and long brown hair, I have the same-coloured eyes as my father, my eye colour is well a little unique it is hazel with green slightly more pronounced.

After my flashback I decided to get dressed, so I put on my bra and panties, I decided to wear my baggy sweatpants, along with a singlet and to top it off my old ever-last hoodie.

After I finished getting dressed, I slowly made my way downstairs aware that the bruise on my stomach was very painful, when I got to the bottom, I made my way into the kitchen and made bacon and eggs on toast for my father.

I quickly put the food on the table, without anything to eat, because he says and I quote, that I am "a fucking fat bitch" and that I "don't deserve food because of what you did".

It was at least a good 20-minute walk to school, which was called St Mary's public school or also known as hell 2.0 whichever one you prefer. I had to wake up half an hour earlier then my father and make his breakfast then head out the door and make my way to school. As I reached school, it was at least 5 minutes until the bell went. FUCK

To all my readers, thank you for being patience, I hope you enjoy the very first chapter