Me and my Mommie ||mdlg

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Wooop a les story!!... to be honest there aren't really good ones out there so I make my own uwu enjoy
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"You fuckn fag!!!" Dad yells gripping my hair. No matter how many times I tell him to stop, he just keeps hitting me.

"Dad! It h-hurts!!" I cry. He starts yanking me and throws me against the wall, putting his hands around my throat. "What did I do to deserve a lesbian that acts like a baby for a daughter huh?!?!" He screams.

He keeps doing this leaving me more bruises then I already have from school. I look over to where mom was.... she just watch... waiting if she can have a turn with me just so she can prove that she's on dad side.

Dad starts getting my pacci I had a moment ago and shoves it in my mouth hard I think I cut my self.

"You wannna be a baby?!? Huh!! Wearing diapers and drinking from a sippy cup??? Is that what you want?!? ANSWER!!" It hurts. Everything he does to me hurts. I wanna go to my gf.

Dads grip loosens and looks over to mom. "Hand me a knife" I start to panic. What was he going to do to me?? I'm scared.

Mom walks into the kitchen,later comes out with a knife and hands it to dad. He starts holding me into place.

"Hold still" he says and lifts my shirt up revealing my stomach.

"Wait! Dad please! Stop it...." I cry... the only thing I can do.

"Stut up and this will be less painful" he smirks and places the knife on my skin.

He starts to cut into my skin... not to deep and not to fast to make more torture. He starts to make a sloppy slash on my stomach. It hurts

"Ahhhh!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. He doesn't stop.

"This will teach you! Acting like a baby at this age!" He keeps going. Eventually taking off my pants and going to my thigh.

Streams of blood start dripping out. He stops and places the knife on my check.

"You wanna know something? This is fun... seeing cry with blood on you..." he sliced my left cheek in one swift motion.

He lets go dropping the knife, leaving me hiccuping, still crying on the ground with blood.

"Go to your room and your not eating, not even tomorrow. Got that?" He says and I just nod and run up the stairs leaving my pants.

Once I get to my room I slam the door and slid on the floor still crying.

A few moments and I decided to treat my wounds by taking a shower and putting cream on. After that I put on my pjs and got into bed, not even bothering with getting a pacci to help me sleep or a stuffie.

Everything hurts. I even woke up to a night mare the next morning. Dad didn't even talk to me.

I walked to school and spotted my girlfriend. She would understand. I'll tell her after school.

Getting by the classes without a teacher saying wear did I get a cut in my cheek and saying excuses where hard.

When I walked into class I found her there sitting in her usual spot beside me. She spotted me walking in and looked away. I was confused at first, but then decided to just take my seat.

"Hey" I said to her. She didn't say anything tho. I first thought because the teacher walked in but when we hade to work with the person next to us, she didn't even talk nor look at me.

"How's your day going?" She finally said to me.
"Fine...is everything okay?" I ask "yeah, just a Monday that's all" she scoffed. Something was definitely going on.

The bell rang and she left without me. Probably on her period... she's always like that when she's on her period.

I walked back home, feeling stressed. Maybe if I hade my pacci I'd be better.

As I got home I reached for the door, but it was locked. Strange my dads car was here and I forgot my house key.

I tried again, still locked. The door opened and dad pushed me away from the door making me fall on my butt.

"You are not to step foot in this house you hear me!!!?!" He yelled and slammed the door shut.
I heard a click and I stumbled up to knock on the door.

"Dad! Your drunk! Let me in!" I yelled. He opened the closet window to the door and threatened to call the police if I did leave in the count of three.

He wouldn't....

"1!" He yelled

I stood there. He hade his phone.

"2!"

That's when I ran away from home, to where? I don't know. The only option was her, my girlfriends house.

I ran to her house being only a few blocks away. I couldn't cry yet... I still hade an option.

Once I got there I knocked at the door and she opened the door.

"Clare? What are you doing here? And- did you run here?" She said looking annoyed. Angain probably her period.

I hugged her and she push me off.

"What are you doing??" She asked me. I was confused for a moment.

"Hugging you?? Look im sorry for not saying I was coming sooner but-" "why would I want you here?" I blinked. "Are you on your period? I get it that your mad-" I was cut off again.

"Don't you get it?? God Clare take a hint. I'm tired of you!! Your always acting like a baby and I just feel disturbed!" My eyes start to water up.

"I got kicked out of my house Maddie..." I tell her. "I. Don't.Care now get lost! This is over" with that she slammed the door.

Now I hade a reason to cry.

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Before some of u say I write the word pacci wrong yeah it's called a pacifier people so don't tell me other wise

Anyways hoped you enjoyed!!