4. Enough

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Y/d/n = Your Dad's Name
Y/m/n= Your Mother's Name
Italic - Writing/Thoughts
Bold - Speaking/Lyrics
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Y/n busts opens the door to find her dad on top of her mother punching her face constantly. Y/n runs towards her dad, punching him in the face causing him to stumble backwards as Y/n holds her mom close to her chest

"S-Stop!" Y/n mutters, staring at her dad with fear shining in her eyes as he looks at her with a predatory looking stare. Y/n flinches when she sees him stand up, walking towards her with fist clenched tightly

Y/n holds her mother tightly when she feels a fist coming into contact with her jaw. She looks up at her dad as he looks down at her with an unreadable face

Once he kicks her in the stomach she immediately curls into a ball, letting go of her mother that was too weak to even lift her hand

Suddenly she feels nothing injuring her so she looks up, only to see her father holding a baseball bat which was aimed at her mother

Crack

Y/n feels as if her back just broke from the impact as she falls to the floor, on her knees.
She looks up to see her mother unharmed as she sighs in relief, forgetting the pain tugging at her back

"Tsk, useless pieces of shit" Y/d/n says as he goes back to his room, drinking a beer once he throws his bat to the side

Y/n's mom looks at Y/n with a look that screams 'Are you okay' which Y/n nods to with a crooked smile, trying to not show that she's pained

Y/n slowly carries her mother, placing her on the couch as she limps towards the cupboards to get a first aid kit

"E-Eomma are you alright?" Y/n takes out ointment to place on the bruises covering her mother's body. Y/n places bandaids and bandages on every wound that covers her mother's body, forgetting all the signs of violence covering her own body

Y/m/n nods slightly as she gives Y/n a small smile, stroking her daughter's head as a sign to show that she can handle all the pain she received "Honey go treat your wounds, I'm fine"

Y/m/n shows a gentle smile before shooing    Y/n away so the girl would focus on her own wounds

Y/n walks towards her room with her backpack and a first aid kit, sitting down as she takes the equipment from the kit to tend to her own wounds

Y/n yelps in pain when she attempts to move her back to check how much damage Y/d/n had done

Y/n takes off her shirt to reveal scars, wounds, and bruises. She turns around to see a big bruise that's turning purple from the impact of the baseball bat

Sighing, she lays on on her bed and grabs her journal to right to her Halmeoni

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Dear Sketch Sketch,

I want to ask Halmeoni about how is life in heaven right now? Is it painful? Is it a blessing? Is it better than staying with Appa? Please help me Halmeoni, save me please! You should've took me with you

Heck it probably is better than staying with Appa.. He hurts us now, not just by mentally and verbally. He hurts Eomma and I physically now but I know deep inside he loves us! Because he hasn't killed us yet which means he must have a little bit of love for us, right?

Anyways, I made a new friend! She's from Dubu's group and her name is Mina! She's the only one that's knows about Appa and Jennie.. but it's fine! At least one person cares about me! Uh Oh! I need to finish the homework or else Jennie might put more force into hurting me

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