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♡George pov♡
There was loud banging on my door.
"Get your ass out here right now!"
No, no, no. Leave me alone.
"I'll break this goddamn door down!"
I need Clay. I can't do this.
Suddenly, I couldn't breathe. I start shaking really bad and feeling hot.
What's going on? I feel like I'm about to pass out.
There was a loud bang on my door.
He's breaking it down.
The panicky feeling got worse. My heart began beating faster. I couldn't move.
Another loud bang. Then other. Then, the door swung open. The dad stood there fuming.
"You little fucking bitch." He muttered.
He came closer.
"L-Leave me alone. I told you to let go." I stuttered, letting out a sob.
I couldn't keep from crying loudly as he came closer. It began to remind me of the most previous event that happened with adult men.
"No, no. Please." I sobbed, pushing myself against the wall.
He came over to the bed and grabbed my arms. He pushed me down onto the bed.
"No!" I yelled.
He slapped me across the face.
"Stop acting like this! Nothing happened to you!" He yelled.
I tried to struggle out of his grasp, but I couldn't, which made the panicking worse.
"Get off of me!" I screamed.
"Shut up!" He yelled.
He punched me in the face.
"Shut the fuck up! Nothing happened! You're a fucking liar!" He yelled.
"Let go of me." I sobbed.
He let go of one of my arms and covered my mouth with his hand.
"I'll give you a real reason to fucking cry." He muttered, punching me again.
I felt his knee pin down my wrist so I couldn't move my arm. His knee pressed harshly into some cuts and started cutting circulation off from my hand. I began hearing sirens. The dad panicked and let go of me. He got off of me and ran out of the room. I slowly sat up. My whole face ached. Circulation was slowing returning to my hand, and I felt my sleeve turn wet.
He reopened it.
I curled my legs to my chest and pushed myself into the corner. I was still panicking horribly, and it didn't seem to want to calm down soon.
What if it never stops?
That thought somehow made it worse. I heard the roar of a truck and a car door slam.
"Get the fuck out of my house!"
I buried my face in my hands. I heard loud footsteps on the stairs.
"George?"
I flinched upon hearing my name.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Don't hit me again." I sobbed.
"Hey, everything's okay now."
"I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me." I sobbed.
I felt a gentle hand on my knee.
"My pretty boy."
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