The sad truth... Mha x reader

"Help.."

You ran into the closet and tried not to cry knowing if you did he would probably just kill you and the person walking down stairs
(Btw I forgot to mention the walls are sound proof but not that well you can only hear if you put your head against the door)
The person walking down "hey is everything okay down here" he said jokingly "yes! Of course I was just..- trying to clean up from the game we played last time!" Said y/n's dad
"Oh. Okay" "I'll help!" Said the person "NO I mean no need sorry"
They start chatting
30 minutes later y/n's father goes upstairs and the guest try's to run to the closet y/n's father throws a knife saying "why are you trying to go in there?" "No reason just trying to help out" said the guest stopping "it's fine. Now come upstairs" he said again (your father) "alright."  walking up stairs and you hear a click and some laughing
"Shit how am I supposed to get out now...?" You said to yourself
2 weeks past
"Shit now I have over 10 cuts. And 12 bruises" you said to yourself while trying to hide them you heard a loud bang "HUH?!" You jumped up and zoomed downstairs seeing your father drunk "d-dad...?" You said "G-GET UP STAIRS YOU WHORE" he said yelling and looking up at you with a beer bottle in his hands "w-what NO you need my hel-" he threw the beer bottle and the next thing you knew everything went pitch black and you woke up feeling rain hit you "What!" You said jumping to your feet looking around "oh thank god it's just the backyard " you seen your body "shit.."
you banged and banged on the door "please let me in!" A cop seen you and ran over "is everything alright ma'am/sir/suffix (didn't know what to us so I searched it up sorry..)
You didn't think straight and told him "no it's not I need help getting in m-" you froze "nvm everything's fine officer" and just walked away "HE-" BANG BANG BANG "GET OVER HERE Y/N NOW YOU LITTL-" BANG BANG you slowly walked over and walked in "I'm so-" he slapped you and pulled out a knife "did.anyone.else.see.you." He said with a knife against your throat "n-no.. I promise!" You said while trying not to cry "good. Now get in your room and DON'T COME OUT!" He yelled pointing up stairs "yes sir" you ran crying into your room and slamming the door. "I hate my life." You found a blade "..." you stared at it and smiled "finally a way to get distracted from my cruel life" (same..) 10 minutes later guilt kicked in "w-why did I do this.. I have a job! I HAVE A JOB." You said while crying and falling to your knees (your door was locked and your father was out) "I need to hide this." You said under your breath
A/N
AHHH IM SO SORRY FOR THIS! This is going to be my new coping mechanism! So sorry... but I can't self harm anymore! And this is the only way I can secretly put my feeling out so... sorry! 🚪🚶🏻‍♂️ 🕺🏽💃🏽🕺🏽💃🏽🕺🏽 chacha I'm sorry 😃