"No! Stop honey! I love you! I need you! I can't live without you! Please!", my dad shouted.
My mom and my older brother Blake held hands about to jump together. My dad began to run and try to stop them. They saw him running towards them. They jumped, together both of them. Both were out of my life now. I started to cry. I ran over to my dad. He pushed me away, onto the ground.
He started shouting at me. He shouted, "This is all your fault! You should've showed your mother more love! You should've never argued with Blake! Ever! This is all your damn fault Heather!"
After he was done shouting he grabbed me and dragged me to the car. We drove home. As we arrived home he dragged me to my room, pulled down my pants and un buckled his belt. He said, "If I can't do this to your mother anymore then I'll do it to you. And your going to fucking like it too."
I cried the whole 2 hours until he was finally tired and passed out.
