Unexpected

Chapter 14

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Its been about three weeks now. These past few weeks I've constantly had to deal with my ' Father ' . My aunt is away on an emergency business trip so , since she's not there he believes he can do anything he wants. I've had to deal with his yelling, his drinking, him constantly calling me horrible names, telling me all these horrible lies , and still blaming me for my brothers death. Every time I get the yelling and horrible name calling , I know what's coming next. My brothers death, when he starts talking about it I brace myself for the constant hitting. I'm not just gonna let him beat me , of course I'm fighting back no matter what but that doesn't help much when your dad is built like a fucking building. When he finishes his ranting and beating on me , he leaves me on the floor gasping for air. Just a few days ago he he almost killed me.

"Youre just gonna keep laying on the fucking gound, and not show any type of remorse for your brother? huh Just like you did the day he died".

He kneeled down next to me.

" It should have been you" he whispered.

"it should have fucking been you who died, I mean you caused all the fucking hell in the house . You should have fucking died and I wouldn't be like this , I would have everything I ever fucking wanted , but no you came along".

He stood up to his full height. He kicked me lightly so I wouldn't be on my side but on my back. He pressed his big black boot to my throat, Pushing down on my throat so I was gasping for air. I tried to move his foot but it didn't work.

" I wish you were never fucking born. I fucking hate you" . He took his foot away and left my room.

***flashback over***

To be honest I wished I would have stopped breathing. It's only been three weeks but it's like my childhood came back to haunt me. Everyday I'm waking up extra early trying to cover new bruises. Sometimes I can't cover some so I won't go to school. I'd go hang out and my 'get away' until night time. I quit my job. I'm ignoring Everyone at school. Jess gets I don't want to be bothered but Justin doesn't. He'd try talking to me but I won't say a peep. He'd get angry and threaten me but it never works. Just like when I was younger , I can't tell a soul otherwise he can find out and it'll be worse . I learned that the hard way.

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I was sitting in Trig, trying my hardest to ignore the constant throbbing all over my body. I quietly worked on my assignment, ignoring the teacher as she went over the so called difficult ones. Once I finished them I put my head on my desk. I wish my grandma was still alive. Then I would have someone to go to, to talk to, and to love me.

My mom?

I don't have her number, she got it changed. I have the slightest clue how but she knows how I'm doing and stuff. I think Aunt Sarah has her number , I just don't have the guts to talk to her.

The bell rung , and I flew out of the classroom like I was sonic or something. I went to my locker and put my trig book away.

"Hey Allie" Justin greeted , but I prentended like he wasn't there. I closed my locker and started heading to my next class when Justin grabbed my arm. I let out a a small yelp.

"please let go" I whimpered , my eyes becoming glossy. He stared at me for a bit and slowly let me go. I quickly walked away and into the nearest bathroom. I locked myself in the stall and silently cried for a bit.

I got myself together and went to class. The teacher was writing on the board so she didn't see me. I didn't pay attention to her lesson. Instead I started writing, something I haven't done in a long time. I felt my phone Buzz in my lap, it was a text from Andre.