The Little Payne

Chapter 6: Pain

MALORIES POV:

I knew that as soon as thats soundproof door closed, I was dead. I feel my face pale as they began walking towards me.

"Listen up you little piece of shit. Here's what's gonna happen. Since you tried to have friends, breaking a rule, I'm going to do a varies of things that will almost kill you, then leave you like that each day. Until your dead. Tell anyone I'll kill you and them. Got it?" My so called "father" growled. I nod slowly and he smirks. Next thing I knew my mother was pulling down the blinds and locking the door. I backed away slowly and my father stepped closer to me. Grabbing the pen knife in his pocket,he grabbed my wrist and carved the word "Worthless" in all capital letters on my wrist. I bit my lip till I tasted blood to keep from screaming. He then whipped out a pack of cigarettes and started smoking one. I immediately start coughing and gasping for air. He smirks and blows a puff in my face. Just as I'm starting to see blackness,my mother then grabs a shot and inserts it into my neck. I start to breathe again, but then he just keeps smoking it in my face and when I see blackness again, my mother gives me the shot again. This continues till he's out of his six pack of cigaretts, after the last shot, he rubs the bud along my new scar on my wrist to make it show up. Now the word 'Worthless' is imbedded in my wrist forever. I blink back tears and my mom says,

"See you next Monday sweetie!" They laugh their heads off and leave the room. I try to unlock the door, but after all those shots and cigarettes, I can barely breathe. I fall to my knees and collapse, letting darkness take over.