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Chapter Fourteen

That night at home things just kept getting worse. You were able to hide in you're room for a majority of the afternoon, but you were starving. And you had to use the stupid bathroom. And once you left, there was no going back. You were stuck.

Now you're lying on the floor again, feeling past and new bruises forming all over your body. And you hurt all over. Your arms, legs, stomach, it all hurts. You sigh, biting your lip. Your eyes are closed to prevent the tears from escaping as you feel your father's foot hit your stomach again.

Nothing but long sleeves and pants for you.

Staggering back to the table, he takes another sip of beer, you start to stand up, hoping to slip away quietly before his drunk self notices. But he turns quickly back to you, growling at you to stay put. You didn't have time to get away, and now you just have to deal with it. You slump back to the ground in defeat.

But tonight there's a pocketknife on the table, and he picks it up. Your heart beats faster and faster. Storming over to you, he grabs your arm roughly and pulls you up, forcing you to stand. Grabbing your hand, he yanks back your sleeve, revealing your arm.

You close your eyes, but not before a single tear escapes and rolls down your cheek. He presses the knife to your skin, then he proceeds to slowly and carefully he drag it across your arm, leaving a fresh trail of red.

That's enough.

Kicking him in the shins best you can, and pushing him away from you, you hastily make a run for the bathroom, the closest door to you with a lock. But you can't get away fast enough from him. He has just enough time to grab your elbow before you get far enlugh away. For a drunk man, he certainly has fast reflexes. Yanking you back he forces you against the wall and puts his arm across your neck, pinning you against the wall.

"Don't try that again." The smell of alcohol on his breath is so strong you have to hold your breath. He holds you there for a second more before he lets go, and then forces his fist into your stomach, causing you to loose your breath and collapse to the floor again. 

And then you are forced to remain there until he gets tired of you.