only me myself and I

Heey my name is Hanna. My live is not easy. I have to take care of my younger brother Jamie because my dad is always drunk, while I am not even 18 yet. But when I sit in the park, this awesome men in his thirties comes my way and asks ' you know I need someone for a job and you seem the perfect girl to do it. You know my cousin is this famous popstar and he needs someone for in his videoclip, he will give you 540 dollar'. At first I wanted to refuse but 540 dollar!!! Oke I will do it, I answer.


8. Chapter 8


I picked Jamie out of Harry's car and thanked him for driving us.

He told us that it was fine and that he would wait until we were safely inside the house.


I started to panic. If my dad saw him it wouldn't be good. He would want to know what I did the hole day and he wouldn't ask me nicely if you know what I mean.

You should just go I told Harry. I said.

I saw the doubt in his eyes but I quickly told him that I had a key of the house and than he gave in.


My fingers were trembling and I hesitated to open the door.

I just wanted to take Jamie in my arms and run away, but whatever was going to happen I couldn't run.

When the door opened, I went inside and heard noises from inside the kitchen.


I tried to walk silently on the stairs but my dad must have heard something.

I heart him scream and footsteps were coming our way.

I was so scared I was shaking.

There he stood. He stumbled towards us with a bier bottle still in his hand.

I watched him carefully, if you talk back he will punish you for it.

I eyed the bier bottle that is his weapon. If he is going to wound us I have to be prepared for everything.

He was mumbling things I didn't hear nor did I wanted to.


When he was close enough I pushed him aside and tried to run past him towards the stairs. I didn't come very far.

He stopped me by grasping my arm, but I could push Jamie towards the stairs.

Hannah, Jamie said.

Just go Jamie don't worry about me, I told him back.

I didn't have to worry about Jamie, he knew he needed to hide in the bathroom. It was the only room in the house with a lock.

For me it would be a whole different story.

Just like always I wouldn't feel anything besides pain, but I know that it won't bother me that much.

Rather me than Jamie.


I am strong.

I keep telling myself that but every time I come closer to breaking.

He grabs my arm but while doing that he needs the power of both his arms.

When you are drunk you aren't that strong or smart.

While doing that he dropped the bier bottle. I

t hit my foot but that wasn't the worst because the glass broke.


You might think why is that so bad.

Well if you think that, you don't know what for creative things my dad can do with glass.

He saw it to, so he picked up a glass shard and made a big cut on my arm.

I needed to remind myself not to scream for help, that would only make it worse. Next he tossed me against the wall.

I hit my head hard and fell on the ground. That is the worst move you could ever make.

It would only make him more powerful to see me lying on the floor. I protected my head with my hands, already knowing what would come next.

He kicked me in every place he could reach.


You better listen the next time, when I tell you to come home. I was so worried, he said.


I was discussed by the smile on his face. He just loved the power he held over me.

After he kicked me one last time he walked towards the living room. Probably to sleep.


I tried to stand but my back hurt so bad. I fell in the glass of the bier bottle.

When I was finally in my room I disinfected my wounds and fell asleep.


Somewhere in the night I felt Jamie getting into bed with me. I survived once more, but what about tomorrow how can I ever go to school without anyone seeing my wounds.

I would figure it out tomorrow, because for know I just wanted to sleep.



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