Chapter 5

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Y/N's POV

"Get your ass up this instant!" I heard from my doorway. Jen started walking over. I immediately sat up in my bed.

"I- I- I'm u- up."

"Good get your worthless ass dressed and get to school!" She yelled.

I had barely slept at all this weekend. After Mr.Stark left, Jen went insane. She screamed and tortured me all weekend. "You worthless piece of shit! How did you even get the internship huh? What did you do? Did you cheat on that test? I bet you did! You're as dumb as a rock!" I sat there, knowing if I tried to speak or move she would beat me.What am I kidding she walked out of the room and came back a few moments later with what had looked like, a- a knife. "Come here!"

I hurriedly stood up and walked over to the chair she was pointing at. She sat the knife down on the dining room table. The chair she made me sit in was on the edge of the room. She walked out of the room again and came back with rope. "You're gonna be quiet. No, you'll be silent. If I hear a single peep out of that big ass mouth of yours it'll be worse." She brutally grabbed my wrists and tied them behind the chair. She has never done anything like this before. I couldn't do anything to stop what was going to happen next though. I was tied to the god damn chair.

"Look at me." She demanded. I obeyed knowing if I didn't it would make it worse. "Good." Was all I heard before I seen a fist flying to my face. Over and over again. I just wanted to die. She just kept hitting harder and harder. I could feel blood in my mouth. Especially while it was flowing out of my nose too. My face probably looked like a red Amazon River by now.

No doubt my nose was broke. After about ten times of getting hit in the face she moved onto my stomach and ribs. "You," punch! "Are," punch! "Such," punch! "A," punch! "Worthless," punch! "Piece," punch! "Of," punch! "Shit!" Punch! I didn't know when she was ever going to stop. Eventually she did. Pain. That was all I felt. My face was going to be a fucking My Pillow tomorrow if you know what I mean. I could already tell it was swelling up. And don't even get me started on my ribs.

There definitely had to of been some broken ribs. She really didn't care. To be honest I don't think she ever cared. Not even when Uncle Jake was around. All of the memories from Friday night circulated throughout my brain. That wasn't even all of them.

Smack! "Didn't I tell you, to get your stuff, and get the hell out of here for school?"

"Y- ye- yes ma- mam." I croaked. I tried to get up and fell back on my bed. I didn't know how I was going to get through today. At all. My ribs ached. I looked down at my arms. Slash! She dragged the knife across my forearm. "This is what you get!" Slash! "For killing him. The one and only man I loved!"

I shook the nasty thoughts out of my brain as I tried to get up again. I actually did this time. I went into the bathroom quickly and shut the door. Glancing down at my ribs, I see that I needed to re-bandage them. I did everything that needed to be done. I looked into the mirror. My face was so puffed up and red from crying. Which didn't help with the swelling that it took on. I got some makeup and just covered all of the bruises and marks.

I went back into my room and just put on nike joggers that were just plain grey with my black hoodie. I took my book bag off of my desk chair and left. I didn't see her when I was walking out so it was a good thing. It hurt to walk so much. I couldn't tell you how many times I have almost fallen. It's been a super long day already and it just started. A lot of people were giving me concerning looks as I was walking to the bus.

I definitely could not walk to school, not like this. There was no way. I though about skipping today but I knew I couldn't do that. If I did that well, Jen would find out, and I'm pretty sure she would just kill me then. I got into the bus and found the closest seat. I collapsed into it. I felt my stomach grumble. I forgot I hadn't ate since like Friday afternoon with Mr.Stark. I felt my phone vibrate. I got a text.

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