𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙆 𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙎

𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 - 𝐯.𝐡 (tw)

𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 ━━
ABOUT: your father abuses you and vance gets mad...
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ (tw: abuse, violence) please don't read if you've gone through this it can be confronting <3

I WALKED INTO the house late, my cure few was 9 o'clock it's now 9:34pm
i was hoping and praying that my dad would be passed out on the lounge or in bed sleeping, my shoes made a loud click clack noise as i walked along the floor boards, everything seemed to be 10x louder in the worst times, i managed to make it to the kitchen, i sighed in relief, i turned around being met with my dads blood shot eyes

he slowly walked up to me stopping inches away from my face, he let out a grunt "your late" he said in an angry tone, the smell of alcohol coming from his breath stung my nose

"dad im sorry" i said as my breath hitched "sorry's not gonna cut it" he said as he took off his belt, he always hit me with his belt, it hurt, badly

he grabbed me by the neck slamming me into the wall, he had a tight grip on my neck which seemed to be getting tighter

"i- i can't breathe!" i said as i scrambled around, he continued scolding me ignoring my begging

i began seeing black dots covering my eyes, until he let go, i dropped to the floor holding my neck, he swung his leg and kicked my stomach making me turn over onto my back, he began hitting me with the belt "THIS WILL TEACH YOU FOR BEING A SPOLIT BRAT" he said

i screamed in pain, as much as i begged and screamed he wouldn't stop, " i bet you were out with that stupid boyfriend of yours you little slut!!" he scolded me eventually he had to stop because he was out of breath "go to bed, and no ice on that body you got me!" he said waving his belt in the air

i nodded as i got up limping up the stairs, i held the side of my stomach as i made my way to the bathroom to look at the damages

i looked in the mirror and gasped, there was bruises on my neck that was shaped like hands, my lip was split and i had a split cheek bone not to mention red whipping marks all along my back

i put both of my hands on the edge of the sink, i sunk my head into my shoulders lowering my head, i silently cried

i made my way to my bedroom crying, i laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling, that's when i heard taps at my window

my eyes widened as i sat up, shit shit shit, i walked over to the window to see vance, i opened the window, he climbed through and looked at me

he gasped loudly "what the fuck!?" he said

"vance it's nothing" i said

"what happened" he said looking me in the eye

i stared into his eyes for awhile

i could get lost in his eyes

"my dad" i said lowering my head

"he did this!?" he said

i nodded

"now?" he said

"yeah" i said

vance let go of me and stormed out of my room

"vance!" i said as i followed him

he made his way to my dad who was drinking a bottle of beer

vance went up to him and grabbed his collar

"WHAT DID U DO TO HER!?" he said with a tight grip on his shirt

"i-"

"YOU THINK ITS OK TO FUCKING HURT YOUR OWN CHILD YOU CUNT" he said as he grabbed the bottle of beer smashing over the counter and holding the glass to his throat

"listen here, if i see or hear you have touched her again...i'll fucking kill you, understand" he said through gritted teeth

my dad nodded scared

"SAY IT" vance yelled

"y-yes!" my dad said

vance let go of my dads shirt throwing him to the floor

"i'm not kidding i will do it no one hurts her got that?" he said before grabbing my hand

me dad nodded, the fear in his eyes was hilarious to me

"i'll do 10x worse then what you did to her" vance said as he took me back upstairs
we went back up to my room

i attacked vance with a hug "thank you" i said

"it's alright, no one will hurt you...ever" he said

"mhm" i hummed