A/n: Hey I'm NerdyKing22 and this is my first story. I really hope you like it and feel free to leave comments if I make any mistakes or leave constructive criticism. Also, feel free to make suggestions and I'll try and fit them into the story the best I can. I update when I can which will probably be 2-3 times a week. Well, enough of my rambling let's get into the chapter!
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*Trigger warning*: includes verbal and physical abuse.
Winters pov:
"YOU PEED THE BED AGAIN?!?!?!" Mommy yelled at me. This is the fourth time this week and after last time mommy said if I ever peed the bed again she'd make me regret it.
"I-I dinit mean t-too. I pwomise won do it 'gain. I sowwy mommy" I stuttered and cry from the corner of my room. Just then the door opened and there stood daddy. mommy must have woken him up with her screaming and he looked mad.
"what the hell did that brat do now" daddy glared right at me. I flinched at both his words and his look.
"She peed the fucking bed again. That's the fourth time this week Derek"
"I so-sowwy" I choked on my words sobbing.
"SORRY?! YOU'RE SORRY?! SORRY ISNT GONNA WASH THOSE SHEETS. SORRY ISNT GONNA PAY FOR THE WATER I HAVE TO WASTE ON YOU TO WASH THOSE SHEETS." Daddy starts taking off his belt. I froze in place.
"You know what? I'm not gonna wash that shit. You wanna piss the bed then you can sleep in it. But I'm going to make you wish you never pissed the bed." Daddy starts walking towards me with his belt in his hand. I start shaking.
"Pwease n-no daddy I-I sowwy, I-I no mean it. I no do-do it 'gain." Daddy just laughs and begins to beat me with his belt.
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45. I didn't scream once during it, I knew that if I did he would only hit hard and for longer. They don't want the neighbors to hear or they'll get in troubles. By the end of it, I was curled in a ball sobbing.
"Now I hope you learned your lesson brat. Clean this shit up and get me a beer" daddy put his belt back on and walked out of my room. I looked over at mommy and she was grinning at me.
"You heard him. Get. Up. NOW!" I flinched at her voice and ran to the kitchen. I got daddy the beer and ran it to the living room for him.
"h-hewe d-daddy" I shakily hand him his beer with tears streaming down my face
"Stop with all the fucking stuttering already. You're doing that shit for attention and if you want attention I'll give it to you." I shake my head and take a deep breath.
"No, swir. I sowwy" I say slowly focusing on every word.
"And stop all the crying I didn't even hit you that hard" He glares at me while he takes a sip of his beer.
"Yes, sir" I turn around and slowly limp to my room feeling every hit with every step I take.
*time skip to around 3:00 am*
Daddy and mommy left an hour after my beating and came back home drunk. I stayed in my room the whole day silent crying because of how much my body hurts. Mommy and daddy went to bed a long time ago and didn't give me dinner.
I'm really hungry and it really late at night. I know because the moon is really high in the sky. I sneak out of my room towards the kitchen. I look around and see some bread on the counter. I jump and grab the end of the bread bag with one hand. My foot kicks the cabinet and I freeze.
"p-pwease don heaw m-me." I whisper to myself. I wait a little longer and when I don't hear footsteps I open the bread and eat it on the floor.
All of a sudden the kitchen light turns on. I whip my head towards the entrance of the kitchen and there stands daddy. I'm dead
"What the fuck do you think you're doing brat?" daddy says through gritted teeth.
"I-I hungwy an- an you an-an mommy sweepin" I'm shaking and I cant stop myself from stuttering.
"So you thought you could steal from me?" Daddys clenching his fists.
"I- I no stweal" daddy's fists hit the counter and I jump.
"Did you just call me a lair you little shit?"
"N-nwo" I look down. I don't know what he's going to do to me. Daddy comes closer to me and I cower in fear. Daddy grabs me by my hair and drags me to the door.
"YOU WANNA BE UNGRATEFUL AND STEAL FROM ME?!?! THE PERSON WHO PROVIDES FOR YOU?!?! THE PERSON WHO PUT A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD?!?!" I'm shaking my head, my scalp burns.
"WELL, NOW YOU CAN DO IT ALL FOR YOURSELF!" Daddy throws me out the front door and onto the lawn if that is what you could even call it. The grass was dead and brown.
"DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT COMING BACK YOU LITTLE SHIT" I'm sobbing on the front lawn and I look back at the house to see mommy smiling in the window. If me going away makes mom happy then I guess I'll leave.
I start walking down the street in just some ripped legging and a tee shirt with my holey sneakers. It just rained so the street is super wet and it is cold outside.
*time skip like an hour or so*
I've been walking for a really long time but I don't know how long. I'm really tired though I see an ally way across from where I am walking and decide that I will sit there until it turns light out.
I start to cross the street, thrilled that I can finally sit down and rest my feet. I was too tired to see the car that was coming right towards me and when I finally did realize the car I froze in my place. My feet wouldn't move. I put my hands up to protect me from the car. After a minute I looked up from my hands and realized the car never hit me, it turned onto the sidewalk. I was shaking and tears were coming down my face.
All of a sudden the back door of the car opens and a really tall man walks out and comes towards me.
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A/N okay guys thats it for chapter one. what do you think?
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