Moms aren't always right

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TW: Abusive parent, if not comfortable, dont read















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"Are you deaf?! Stand back up!" My mom yelled after she pushed me to the ground

"You're a worthless piece of crap! No one loves you and you are lucky that i even considered letting you live under my fucking roof!" She shouted

"Please dont hurt me!" I begged and begged, but for her it was like it came in one ear and out the other.

"You fucking deserve it!" She spat

As i shuffle against the door, i hear the front door open

Fuck. Taylor. I forgot she was coming today. But my mom didn't hear her come in, so as long as she stays quiet, she'll be okay

"No one will ever ever want you!" The words i hear everyday every night, when i wake up and when i sleep, my mother never fails to remind me of my place in the world, no where.

Out of nowhere, she placed a slap to my cheek.

"Im sorry! Please dont hit me anymore!" I cried and cupped my cheek.

"Get the fuck up! Im doing this because you fucking deserve it!" She hit me again

"What did i do?!" I yelled back

"DONT YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME" She slapped me again, harder this time and she wrapped her hand around my throat and i can already feel it bruising

"DO YOU HEAR ME?!" She shouted and i nod, too scared to anger her even more. She let me go and walked out of the room.

I walk back against the wall and slid down, i held my knees to my chest and sobbed.

"Y/n?" A worried Taylor came rushing in

Shit. I forgot she was even here. I quickly wiped away my tears but that probably didn't even help.

"Y/n are you-"i cut her off

"Im fine" i sniffled, i was not fine.

"Baby what happened?" She asked

"I forgot to um..do the dishes and she came in my room and..yeah" i didn't want to talk about it, and Taylor wasn't supposed to find out, because if she does she might stop liking me

"Y/n look at me" she lifted my chin and I direct my eye contact to her

"What happened" she repeated

"I did actually forget to do the dishes, and my mom was drunk and she came into my room, like she does every night and she started..hitting me and yelling at me" i told her, i had to tell someone. This has gone on for so long

Taylor didn't say anything, she just gave me a huge hug

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I was scared. Scared that you wouldn't like me anymore like my mom said" i looked down

"Y/n, the last person you should be listening to is your mom okay? I love you. I love you so fucking much you don't even know it."

"What would i ever do without you Tay" i cried into her arms and she soothed my back

"You dont need to worry about that. Do you want to report this? Like to the police?"

I thought about it for awhile, this has gone on for years and i really need a break, im so drained from this

"Yeah" i replied

"Okay baby, we need to ice down your bruises okay?" She asked and i nod

She scooped me up and brought me to the kitchen to ice down my scars

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