THE FORGOTTEN SMILE

7.

And then it all started to fall apart.

Again

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P.O.V Maddie

I walked home from the café, after I got my hope back we just talked and after 2 hours I went home.

Finally I reach my house, quietly I open the doors and walk inside.

When I find my mom passed out on the couch I let out a deep breath. I shouldn't have done that.

'well look who we have here' I head behind me

SHIT JOHN

'the shitty daughter' I turn around and find him leaning against the door with a vodka bottle in his hand.

'what are you doing home so late' he said pointing to the clock that said it was only 5 PM

Oh boy, here we go

'I-I was just walking home' I said quietly but the sound of breaking glass broke my stare at the ground

'well fuck' he stepped closer to me 'you shouldn't be out on the street so late' I stepped back and closed my eyes. I knew what he was going to do

'you know a girl you age could get raped' he said grabbing my hair and pulling it.

Ouch, fuck.

'or killed' without letting loose of my hair he pushed me. I fell on the ground.

'or maybe taken by some creepy guy' he kicked in my stomach making my curl up

'what are you' I heard a sleepy voice say

Mom

'oh what did she do' I could here that she wanted to slap me

'get up ugly girl' she said and I stood up almost stumbling

'you are just a mistake' she hit my cheek making me moan

'oh don't make me use my fist' John threat

'you shouldn't be here' my mom hit me again

'nobody cares about me' I felt her fist in my stomach

I fell on the ground and she started to kick everything.

'you are a useless, ugly bitch'

I don't know what hurt more, her words or the kicking

'you know I could kill you right now and nobody would care' John said again pulling my hair

'actually let's kill her' my mom said

My heart stopped for a second, I knew that if she said this, she could actually kill me.

'oh no let's play a game bitch' my mom pulled my hair up so that I stood up. She grabbed my chin making me look into her dark eyes.

'awn you poor girl' she said and she slapped my cheek again

'you either run out of the house and don't come back until after the weekend. Or you stay and we kill you' my mom said

Easy

'if you are still here after 10 minutes we kill you' John said and my mom let me loose.

I ran upstairs which hurt because everything hurt

I grabbed my bag and put in some clothes and the money I saved. Not much but enough to live off for the weekend.

I ran downstairs giving my mom one last scared look. She laughed. She fucking laughed, my mom who threatened to kill me laughed.

When I was outside I ran as far away as I could, everything hurts but somehow I don't feel it.

As long as I am as far away from John and my mom as possible, nothing hurt.

When I couldn't run anymore I dropped myself on a bench on the side of the road.

Tears started to stream down my face.

Why does it has to be me. Why do I have to be abused. Why does my mom hate me. Why did my dad had to die.

Suddenly a car stopped in front of me, I didn't bother to look up

'Maddie' a familiar voice asked, I looked up and saw the one person I didn't want to see

'oh gosh Maddie your bleeding' Dylan almost ran towards me and set besides me

'it's nothing'

'obviously it is something, you're fucking bleeding' he grabbed my face. I wanted to do something but suddenly I was weak. I couldn't do anything, I couldn't fight it or pull away.

'let me help you' he whispered wiping away my tears with his jacket.

Only then I realized I didn't have my jacket, I was only in my jeans and a sweater.

'Dylan' I whispered back

'you don't have to tell me what happened, just let me help you' why doe he make my heart melt even when it feels like I have no heart.

'let me take you home' he still held my face, I grabbed his hands and pulled them away from my face

'okay' I managed to say and Dylan helped my in my car because having sore legs and running don't make it better.

When we where at his house he again helped me out, I set 5 steps before he picked me up and walked me inside.

I wanted to stop him but every move I made hurt so I just et it go and let him put me on his bed.

'Maddie stay with me' Dylan grabbed my head again when I almost passed out.

It has been a long time since I was beaten up. I managed to stop it for a year but because of my stupid feelings I came home late and this happened.

'let me get a towel' he said and I knotted with my eyes closed

Bitch this is all you fault

In my head I was screaming to myself

You stupid bitch. You know what your mom said is actually true so don't pity yourself

'Maddie do you want me to take you to the hospital' Dylan put a cold wet on my face to wipe the blood away

'I'm fine' I mumbled so soft Dylan didn't hear me

'shit' Dylan cursed under his breath

'no your not, lay down' he laid me down because I couldn't

'you're shaking' he said when he grabbed my hand again. He put his blanket over me and sits down next to his bed.

'just rest okay, I'll be here'

Somehow his voice made me comfortable.

Even in this situation his voice made me feel comfortable.