Once I was at the tree that lead to my bedroom, I climbed up. I made my way out of the window and into my bedroom. It's the same way as I left it. It's not like my parents would care if I left anyway. When I look around my room my bed is to my right with a nightstand on one side, because the other is against the wall. My desk is against the way in front if me and off to the side is my closet. Next to my left is a chest of drawers and there a Mirror attached.In the middle is a small spacious area with a fuzzy blue rug.

I make my way to my closet and grab my pajamas. I open my door and head to the bathroom. I made my way inside the bathroom door and locked it shut, I stripped and jump into the shower.

After my shower I blowed dried my hair and straighten my hair because it's naturally curly, I hate it. After I change into my pajama which consisted of a big sweatshirt and sweatpants. I begin to head down the hall to downstairs to get a snack. When I walk into the kitchen I see my mom against the wall and my dads hand had connected with her face.

All the air left my lungs and I couldn't think straight. My knees felt weak and tears were streaking down my cheeks. This can't be happening. My lungs felt like they weren't working and there was a lump in my throat preventing air from getting out. I fell to the ground and forced my self to breath.

This can't be happening

Come on Emma breath in and out

I look up and see my my parents haven't noticed me. My dad viciously took my mom by the forearm and threw her to the floor like she was a piece of trash in his way. After I saw that my whole world broke. My body was shaking violently and the sobs wouldn't stop.

How could my dad have does this to us?

My dad heard my sobs and looked over at me. I couldn't think straight anymore, and my vision was blurry with tears. My put my hand on my chest to help my breathing.

"Emma...." my dad began but I cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"No, dad you knew exactly what you were doing and you did it anyway." I screamed at him, my face felt hot with fury felt towards the man that I thought would love and protect me.

"How c-could you d-dad, you know what you don't even deserve that title." I spat out angrily,I managed to pull my self up from the ground with the help of the banister. My legs still felt weak as I stood on my feet. I walked towards him.

He got off my mom and stalked towards me, fury and hatred in his eyes. The fire in my heart was put out immediately. I walked away from him until my back was to the wall. My breathing picked up again. Fear over took me like a wave crashed over me. I tried to put my arms out to stop him.

That did nothing,instead he grabbed onto my wrist and twisted them.

"Ahhhhh" I yelled as my body hit the floor. Pain was seeping through my body and I could taste the saltiness of my tears on my lips. I looked over to my mom and she was trying to pull herself off of the floor.

"This is all your fault" he screamed at me angrily.

"Your nothing but a waste of space, what are you doing in your room all day hooking up with strangers because your a little whore" As he was saying that his foot made contact with my stomach.

"Please stop" I begged him all while I was think he was right this is all my fault. I ruined my mom's life. She's in this situation because of me. I continued to cry from all the pain I was feeling inside and out.

Authors note
this chapter is a little sad I know ☹️ it will get better!!! Hope you liked it and keep voting and commenting❤❤