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Abused (Title Change!)

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He leans down close to me and drags the knife lightly across my cheek, teasing me. 

At this point my breathing is rapid and shallow and I am barely conscious. 

He pierces the skin with the tip of the knife and I somehow get the energy to snap open my eyes and scream.

 Normal teenage girls shouldn't have to deal with drunken fathers and bullying. Ashleigh has to bear it every day. How long can she cope with the abuse before everything comes crashing down?

Warning: May contain scenes of violence, mature topics and self harm.

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This story is not mine. It belongs to TheOutCastAyh on ao3. i am just reposting it on wattpad. Blood is cascaded his finger. It isn't his blood. Sirens wail behind his car in the distance as he looks over his shoulder, he needs to get out of there but he doesn't have time. His eyes scan the road ahead and his hands are trembling, he can't stop shaking. Everything was fine, then there was yelling and screaming - he couldn't do it. He couldn't kill. Next thing he knew was the blade being snatched from his hand, and the screams of innocent people crying for help had silenced. No matter how hard he tried - he couldn't rip the vision from his head. The road...pouring in sheets as the lights flashed red and blue in his rear mirror. He needed to get out, his car plummeted over a pot hole and he was sent in his seat against the steering wheel. ...His heart racing as he threw open the car door and looked back to the flat tire. He searched for an escape but all he could find were trees and darkness. His lights beamed on a road hidden between the trees, grabbing his keys and chucking them he ran for the muddy road. Mud tracking his shoes but then lost to the rain. Panting and huffing - he ran over a hill and his foot caught. He tumbled until he hit the bottom. Knocked out cold.

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