TW: BLOOD AND PHYSICAL VIOLENCE
A/N: This entire story will be told in Kay's POV
*Bang*
That was the sound the door made every time I heard my dad bang on it
I was 9 hiding behind the door begging for him to stop
*Bang*
I was already lonely and sobbing wishing for it all to go away knowing it wouldn't
Sometimes I wish I could tell how I was upsetting my parents but they always refused to tell me anything besides that I was a "bratty child" which I wasn't I just liked to talk a lot but lately I had learnt that talking wasn't something I should be doing if I wanted to survive
*BANG*
This bang was followed by a scream
"Kay open the door right now!" my dad screamed at me through the door
"No! I don't wanna" I said trying to not break down into tears and that's when my dad finally opened the door and grabbed me by the neck as I screamed bloody hell trying to free myself from his grip
That's when I felt it dripping down my face
Blood.
While grasping me my dad had given me a cut going across my forehead now dripping blood
I tried to fight the stinging the it caused and eventually just gave up
My dad finally let go and stated "Next time do not disrespect me by hiding" after that he proceeded to walk out of the room leaving me feeling bloody, cold, worthless and alone.
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Teen FictionIn Ohio we meet a girl named Kay. Kay is a sophomore in high school. Kay wanted nothing more than to be normal but they never were. Growing up Kay got harassed and bullied but always tried to make things better for themself whether it was good or ba...
