Don't Hurt Me *COMPLETED*

Kaya is a girl who has lost her trust for people. She can't trust people just her best friend Niall. He doesn't know what her father does to her. She's afraid of everyone, but that's normal after all her 'father' did to her. Will she ever trust peoples other than Niall?


32. Don't Hurt Me...


He opened the trunk and dragged me out. I couldn’t walk on my foot now. It looked horrible. I had to clean it, it could get worse. It was still bleeding. “Come here!” he dragged me towards the door, my old house. I screamed, hoping someone could hear me.  My ‘dad’ turned around and pulled a knife in front of my face. I stepped back but was quickly pulled up to him again.

“If you try to scream or run away again, you’ll be dead, almost” I gulped and nodded slowly.

He pulled me in the door and locked it. “Go to your room!” he said and sat down on the couch. I walked to the stairs, when I was in the middle of the stairs, my ‘dad’ yelled at me. “Before you go, make me some food.” I sighed and walked back down and into the kitchen. “What do you want?” I said. I hadn’t smiled at all, and I’m not going to either. I just don’t want to make him angry, who knows what he’ll do to me then.


I made some spaghetti and meat. When I was done I walked up stairs, I didn’t walk normal. I hobbled on one leg. I couldn’t walk on my right leg. When I finally reached my room, old room, I laid down in the bed. I looked at the wound, it was bad. I hobbled into the bathroom and searched for a washcloth. I found a white soft cloth and put some hot water on it. I counted slowly to 3 and then put the cloth on the wound. I winched in pain and let some tears escape my eyes. I cleaned my wound and out some bandage over it. The two bullets were still in my leg and that can’t be good.

I walked back into my room and locked the door. My ‘dad’ can’t come in my room now, I’ve to call Niall.

*Phone conversation*

Niall: “Kaya? Love? Are you okay?” he sounded worried.

Kaya: “Yes, I’m fine. I turned my phone off.”

Niall: “Okay, do you know where you are?” he had calmed down a bit, but I could still hear that he was worried.

Kaya: “Yes, I’m in my old house.” I smiled at the thought that he knew where I was, but my smile faded when I heard my ‘dad’ yelling my name. I heard him walk up the stairs.

Niall: “That’s great. I’ll..” I cut him off before he could say something else.

Kaya: “I’ve to go, he’s coming”

Niall: “Kaya! Don’t hung up. I want to know what he says.” I sighed

Kaya: “Key, but don’t talk”

I laid my phone under the covers and jumped up on my leg. I unlocked the door and laid down on the bed again. My ‘dad’ opened my door and looked at me. “Who were you talking to?” He asked me, not sounding really happy. “No one:” I lied. He knew I was lying now. “I sang” I said quickly. I jumped up on my left leg and hobbled over to my closet. “Looks like you’ve hurt your leg” he smirked. I glared at him. “Don’t give me that look” he yelled and then kicked my leg, my wound. I screamed and fell to the ground. I cried. Shit! Niall must have heard this. I sat up on my bum and looked up at him. He smirked and bent down. He was now at my level. I lifted me up and pushed me down on the bed. He pulled out a knife from his pocket and waved it in front of me.”Please, you’re my dad.” I said calmly. “Yes, I know. Hmmm..” he sight looking at his knife. My heart started to beat faster and faster. I could now hear it. He looked at me again and smirked, his evil smirk. Ugh, I hate that smirk, so horrible. He’s horrible.

He walked towards me and pointed the knife at my arm. “Please, don't hurt me!” I cried silently. “Shhh. It’ll only hurt at the first point.” He said and slide the knife up my arm, without cutting me. I closed my eyes. Then I felt a huge pain in my stomach. I screamed and opened my eyes.  I think I’ve never screamed as loud as I did. He stabbed me, in my stomach. I held my hands over the wound and screamed in pain. I looked at my ‘dad’ in the corner of my eyes. He laughed. He was the last thing I saw before everything went black.


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