It was quiet at the L/N household, so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop. Y/N was sitting at the small desk in her bedroom, tapping a pen against her chin as she did her homework. However, she should have known than the peace won't last for long, as suddenly, she heard a loud crash downstairs.
"Where are you bitch!? I want my dinner, now!" yelled a familiar voice. Y/N sighed and quickly trotted downstairs, knowing that if she didn't make it there fast, bad consequences would follow. She arrived in the small kitchen, beginning to place some chicken and rice on a plate. She put it in the microwave for one minute and leaned against the counter as she waited for the food to heat up. Suddenly, the door to the kitchen slammed open and in stride the devil himself.
"What's taking you so long!? I said I want it now!" Her father thundered, taking long strides towards his daughter. Y/N gave him a blank look and quickly opened the microwave to hand him his food, however, in the last second her hand slipped, causing the plate to tumble to the ground and smash all over the floor. Y/N froze, her eyes widening in horror.
What had she done?
A harsh smack resonated around the tiled kitchen, followed by a thud as Y/N was pinned against the wall by her throat.
"What the heck bitch!?" her father exclaimed, bringing his fist back to punch his daughter. Y/N squirmed in his hold and gasped for breath as she began to feel the effects of the chokehold. In a last attempt to save herself, she swiftly brought up her leg in a sharp kick. Her father grunted in pain and loosened his grip on her. Y/N still felt alarmingly dizzy but she managed to escape his grasp completely and make a run for it. However, as she ran she continued to find it difficult to breath and soon collapsed when black dots began to blur her vision. She knew that she couldn't remain in the household, not after she dared to hit her father back like that.
"Please... someone... help..." she wheezed, extending a hand in front of her in an attempt to reach the door. However, her attempts were futile and soon, her father managed to catch up to her. He picked her up and harshly punched her across the face. Y/N almost blacked out at this stage, but it was almost as though her conscience decided to punish her, as it didn't let her slip into a numb nothingness.
"Just you wait girlie" her father snarled, "just you wait until I'm done with you."
Y/N felt herself being dragged somewhere and after a while she recognised the somewhat familiar feeling of being strapped to a chair. She couldn't open her eyes and neither could she move, but the unfortunate part of this situation was that she could still feel everything. Y/N surpressed her strangled screams as a sharp pain shot from her arm. She felt the daunting dragging of a sharp blade against her skin and she shuddered as a long deep gash was cut into her arm. The cuts continued, from her arms, to her stomach, to her back and all the way down to her legs. Only when she lost a sufficient amount of blood did Y/N truly begin losing consciousness.
It was very rare that Y/N wished for death, but at that very moment, she decided that it was probably the best option.
The weird thing about this chapter is that I wrote it while listening to JJ's theme from Yuri on Ice, which is like... the most motivational, cheerful song ever (・_・ヾ
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