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AUTHOR'S NOTE;
Hi I'm Desire and I'm here to give you a story! If it's a bit boring and stuff give me advice please! Also I'm looking for 1D girlfriends except Niall. Xx Hope you enjoy!
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Cassies POV;

I wake up to the morning slap by my oh so charming father (Notice the sarcastic) It hurt really bad and I tried to stop crying but it didn't work it stung as if my face was on fire. You would think I knew how the slaps worked since I got one everyday all the time after mum passed on. Oh mum I miss you so much!
My names Cassie and I'm 16. I have dream blond hair that now looked like a hatted mess and bloodshot blue eyes. My life has been hell since my mum died in a struggle. She went out shopping and never came back. The police had found her body in a dumpster. My dad turned abusive and I turned into the once confident beautiful girl to the now bullied abused girl.
I snapped out of it when I heard my dad yell. I shivered and slowly walked on down. "Hey Whore going to cook me breakfast? I'm fucking hungry slut!" He shouted when I got down. He grabbed my arm and turned on the oven. I knew what was coming... "DADDY PLEASE!" I screamed as he approached me. "IM NOT YOUR DAD SLUT AS I I WOULD EVER EVEN CONSIDER IT!" He said burning my arm on the oven. I screamed until I was hoarse and my tears were flooding my eyes. "NOW. DONT. BE. LATE. FOR. MY. BREAKFAST!" He yelled as he threw me across the room and kicked me all over. He walked out of the room yelling "You better have my breakfast ready when I get back from the pub" he hissed slamming the door.
I got up slowly wincing and trudged up to my room. Also known as the basement. I crawled over to the bathroom and checked myself over. A lot of bruises, a black eye, and by the pain of it a broken wrist. I sat on the toilet and grabbed my razor. Yes I cut. After the 1st year of abuse I started. I was so sad when my mum died when I was just ten. I made up my mind. I was going to runaway. No more abuse. No more bullies. No more rape. No more sad faces. But I needed to hurry.... My life depended on it...

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 28, 2015 ⏰

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