The bruise on my arm is starting to be more noticeable, more black and purple now. My dad slammed me into a door and I hit my arm on a metal door nob. It didn't hurt as much as the bruise on my left eye though. My dad and his friend were drunk when I got that one, my dad's friend punched me for disobeying my dad. I have never been outside, I don't have a phone, and I do online schooling. All because of what people would say about my bruises and ask how I got them. It wouldn't be an issue if, I wasn't a bad liar.
My dad wobbled through the hallway he smiled "hello, screw up!" He yelled, he made me want to die he always upset me and said things that made me feel bad about myself.
"Hi" I said in a drained tone he glared at me then laughed.
"Get in bed. Or I'll burn you!" He screamed at me.
I ran quickly ran to his room as the doorbell rang "package for Joshua Charles" the man at the door said "sign here" he said again. This will take a while I opened his window and looked down at the two story drop, and the trampoline about 1/2 a foot away from the ledge. Here we go, if I make it, great if I miss and die, it's better than being with my dad. I jumped, landed on the tramp. Thank you god, I got off the trampoline and ran down the street barefooted and heard my dad yell "shit!" I got into a shed and sat on a lawn mower. I heard a car and assumed that was my dad after the sound of the motor faded into the distance I got out and ran to the park my mom took me to before she died. I remembered her showing me a secret hiding place by the brick climbing wall I ran to the climbing wall and walked into the thick opening and sat on the concrete and allowed myself to silently cry with tears streaming down my cheeks.
Someone came in and I covered my bruised eye and the one on my arm. He looked at me funny and I backed into the wall. "Are you okay?" He asked gently he made me feel relaxed, calm even. I quickly nodded and he slowly walked to me and moved my arms he looked so surprised at how skinny I was, could he tell I was anorexic? His jaw dropped and he softly touched the bruise on my eye "Do you want me to drive you to the hospital or, the police station?"
The police would be a good idea but I shouldn't go, if I'm at the police my sad can't hurt me. "Can you please take me to the police?" I asked he nodded and we walked to a nice blue Chevy. We got in the car and started to drive to the police he looked at me, then looked away I blushed and laughed "what's so funny" he asked I stopped laughing and shook my head.
"Nothing!" I said loudly. We got to the police and he walked me in I grabbed his hand, I was scared. The police looked at me and an officer walked up to me "can I help you ma'am" he looked concerned, I nodded my head. " okay ms what's the issue?" He asked I looked at the people around me he took me and the boy I met to a interview room. I looked at the officer then at my hands and looked up again "You see, my dad, he hit me and his friends hit me too.He made do things I don't like and if I dont he burns me on a stove." I said with tears in my eyes " before my mom died he didn't do this then he started to touch me, then more and more until it went too far. Then he put me in online schooling because he hit me and I was getting bruises. Then he took my ability to go outside away" I was crying harder "now i-it's all a habit of his to hurt me and do things to me..." I trailed off putting my face onto the boys chest. I don't know him, but I just need someone to cry on. I looked up to him "who are you?" I whispered "Niall, I'm Niall Horan." He whispered back. I laid back on his chest. I felt more comfortable with him now I know his name.
I sat up "he told me, I-I was fat, so I don't even eat. If I do eat, it's only a piece of bread. 99% of the time I don't even eat." I was full on crying, usually I'm good at hiding my tears, my pain, my hurt, my every emotion. Not this time, I'm in a police station confessing to police my dad rapes,beats, and burns me. He made me go anorexic, for the love of god, what kind if parent does that?! "Miss are you trying to tell me that you dad rapes you, beats you, burns you, and has forced you to go anorexic?" He asked in a confused tone I nodded he got up "may I know his name?" The officer asked I nodded
"Joshua Charles" I answered softly he left the room I was a little proud of my self for getting away. I should be scared my dad got out of everything, and there is no doubt he's looking for me. I only have 2 days tops to get out of Texas and in another state. I looked at Niall "I have to get out of state." I whispered he looked at me like I was crazy.
"Why do you need to get out of state?" He asked quietly.
"My dad easily gets out off stuff like this, there is not a doubt, he's gonna go looking for me" I whispered back slowly he nodded I was glad he understood. He was really comfortable, stop! I'm not thinking that, I barely even know this guy.