Escaping Reality

Chapter 1

Emily's pov

BEEP BEEP. I internally groaned as I reached to turn off my alarm clock. I sighed as I realised that it was a Monday and that it was the first day back at school. But it wasn't a sad sigh, it was a happy one because I actually really enjoyed school. It was my escape away from my abusive father.

My name is Emily, I'm 15 years old, I have three brothers that I adore and I love the outdoors. Apart from the joy of being at school with my friends and brothers (they are all they same age as me), my life wasn't the greatest. At home me and my siblings were at the wrath of my father who would always be drunk and would always find something to be mad at us about. Well mainly at me. He absolutely hated me but I hated him too. He would blame me for our mother's death even though she commited suicide because of him. He would beat her and rape her over and over again. Then he would do the same to me. My brothers would always try and stick up for me but they couldn't do much. They are terrified of him and so am I.

Me and my brothers Zack, Ethan and Anthony are and always were very close. They loved me and I loved them. Whenever we weren't at school, to escape our father we would all play in the woods that was next to our house. We would spend hours there just climbing trees or just talking. I loved every second I spent with them. And they would always comfort me whenever it got really late and we eventually had to make our way back inside that hell hole. They would always promise me that they would protect me, me being the youngest and the only girl. They would even blame themselves, although I told them not to, whenever our father was in one of his bad moods. I try not to dwell on the bad things in my life that much because even though me and my brothers do go through alot I know there is always someone out there that is going through something worse.

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and went to the bathroom. I glanced at myself in the mirror and noticed the big bruise on my right eye that was turning black and blue. It had happened yesterday when I had dropped the beer bottle that my father hold told me to get for him. I was just soo petrified and I couldn't stop shaking that the bottle had slipped from my hands. He was furious and had beaten me senseless. Before rapeing me though he locked my brothers in the spare room. I could still hear their screams and pleas to let me go. I couldn't feel anything though. It had happened so much that it just felt numb to me.

I quickly dismissed all the bad memories as I finished getting ready and headed downstairs to meet my brothers. We always skipped breakfast because we couldn't bare to be in the same room as our father when we didn't have to. We would always get something to eat when we arrived at school anyway. "Hey Em" said Ethan as he handed me my bag pack. The others nodded their heads greating me also. "Hey guys. I'm so glad the summer break is over" I said. They all agreed as we went towards the front door but then the voice I always dreaded hearing was heard from behind us. "Make sure you are all back at 4pm sharp. Any second later and I will make sure baby girl over there can't walk for a week". He sounded drunk. Very drunk. I shuddered at the thought and Anthony immediately stood infront of me protectively and Zack and Ethan soon followed. No words where spoken but after a while our father just sneared and walked off. Probably to get another beer.

I didn't even notice the tears already falling down my cheeks as Ethan pulled me in for a hug. I tightened my grip on his shirt as my crying continued. "Hey it's okay, he won't lay a finger on you, we'll make sure of it". I just nodded my head as we made our way outside. The fresh air was a welcoming cent(cent?) as we walked to school in silence.

I just hope today wouldn't be all bad...

Welp that's the first chapter done. Don't really know where I'm going with this story so if anyone has any suggestions then leave them in the comments. B-bye!