My Hero (A Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter 3

(Warning: This chapter contains abuse and self-harm)

Natalie's POV

I was relieved when school was over. I had survived the first half of the day. Now I had to survive the rest of the day.

As I walk home, I go into a 7 Eleven. But unlike the other girls there, I don't buy a slurpee, pack of gum, or a teen girl magazine (even though I want to). Instead I buy milk, juice, cereal, chips, cookies, cheese, apples, yogurt, corn, and carrots. I think I bought everything Dad wanted me to or I'd get beat by him more than I usually do. And I don't even want to think of what he'll do to my 5 year old brother Jack tonight.

Flashback: when Natalie was 12 and Jack was 2

When I was in 6th grade my parents were constantly fighting and one night they broke the news to me and Jack that they were going to divorce. My Mom begged to let me and Jack live with her but Dad insisted we live with him. He also wanted Mom to move to Pennsylvania since he hated her that much. The next day consisted of my parents constantly fighting over who me and Jack should live with and whether or not Mom should move. My Mom kept refusing to move to Pennsylvania and let me and Jack live with him. This was really pissing my Dad off and when he reached his breaking point, he grabbed my Mom by her shirt and she finally gave in and agreed to let me and Jack live with him and that she would move. I was in my room when all this happened but I snuck out and saw everything that went on. After Dad let Mom go he yelled to her "Pack your things and leave my house at 6am sharp tomorrow! Anything you don't pack will stay here and you'll never see it again!" Me and Mom knew what Dad meant. If Mom left anything behind Dad would would either throw it out or use it as another thing to throw at me and Jack. Mom packed all night and I had a hard time falling asleep but eventually I did. At 6am Dad woke me up by yelling to Mom "Wake up lazy ass, it's time for you to leave!" Luckily he didn't wake up 2 year old Jack who was peacefully sleeping in his crib still. If he did wake Jack, Jack would cry which would cause Dad to yell at him to shut up or he would repeat what Dad had said. I also heard Dad yell to Mom "You'll never see Natalie or Jack ever again. They're my kids not yours!"

End of Flashback

Dad also has rules for us which are stupid shit rules for a 17 year old and a 5 year old. But if we don't follow them Dad beats us. And when I say "beat" it means that Dad will hit us very hard, beat us up, smack us across the face and back, punch us in the face, throw things at us, or bang us against the walls. Dad gives us a daily beating everyday but if we don't follow his rules or do what he tells us, he abuses us even more. Another thing is, Dad never gets off his lazy ass and treats me like his maid. He makes me buy groceries, clean the house, do laundry, prepare dinner, buy clothes and supplies for myself and Jack, and care for Jack. If I don't do these things when he wants, I get abused even more so I do it since his daily abuse is enough. Luckily he's nice enough to give me the money to buy clothes, supplies, and food. I would definitely get an after school job so I can make some money to give Jack a better life and save up so we could move out of this house and away from our sorry excuse of a father but if I did, that would leave Jack alone with Dad for who knows how long and I wouldn't want him getting abused more by our Dad all alone with no one to run to ie defend him. And I doubt that any after school job I would get, would let me bring my brother with me.

Our Dad spends the rest of his money on alcohol, beer, cigarettes, of sometimes other drugs. He works during the day and comes home before I get home from school and at night he goes out to a bar to drink heavily every night or get high from some drug. He abuses us way more when he's drunk or on something but even when he's not, it's still as bad. He doesn't come home until 2 or 3 in the morning. Every night I stay inside and care for Jack. I try to get him to fall asleep since he needs his rest but mainly so he can avoid Dad's worst abuse. I want to tell the police or an organization about this but if I did we would just get abused in the worst way ever.