Save me. Please.

     "What the fuck are you doing here?" Dad starts screaming from across the street. He reaches me and Tyler. He looks at Tyler. "Who this. One of your boy toys?" "This is Tyler. My friend." Dad laughs. "Rose, you don't have any friends. Now get your ass in that car right now." I look over at Tyler. He is terrified of dad. That makes both of us. "Daddy I'm sorry." He gets an inch away from my face. "Get in the fucking car Rose." Jackson yells from the car, "you heard him, dumbass!" I open the door of the car and get in. I don't put my seatbelt on because if I died at this point, who the fuck would care? I crack my window open to hear what dad says to Tyler. "What the fuck are you doing with my daughter?" Tyler freaks out. "We were just talking-" Dad interrupts him, "Talking huh? Well you listen here boy. You even "talk" to my daughter ever again and I will shoot you. Understood?" Tyler shakes his head "yes sir." Dad starts walking towards the car. "Good, now get your ass out of here." Tyler starts walking. He looks at me through the window and that was the first time he saw me cry. Dad gets in the car and starts driving. "You are never to see him again, do you fucking understand me?" I nod my head. "Say it!" He yells. "I understand!" Tears start rolling down my face. I can't do this anymore.
     We finally get home. Now, I'm really in trouble. I run up to my room and close the door. I don't have a lock anymore because dad took it off. He must be in control. Tears were still running down my face. I can hear dad stomping up the stairs. He slams my door open. "What the fuck were you thinking? You're such a fucking idiot!" I turn around and scream "I'm sorry daddy. It will never happen again!" The tears won't stop. Dad grabs my wrist. Hard. "What did I say about raising your voice at me?" I'm sobbing at this point, "I'm sorry daddy. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it." He slaps me. "Stop your fucking crying!" I couldn't. I literally couldn't. Dad let's go of my wrist and grabs my neck instead. "You ever leave this house without my permission and I will kill you." He drops me and leaves. Jackson was standing outside my door. Dad motions him in. "She's all yours son. Good job helping me tonight." Jackson walks in my room and closes the door behind him. I'm still laying on the floor sobbing. My head was throbbing again. Jackson grabs me by my hair and pulls my head up. "You are starting to fuck up my life, you know that you little shit?" Jackson punches me in the cheek. I am barley awake. "You are such a fucking embarrassment! I am ashamed to be your brother!" He punches me again. I fall to the ground and start to lose consciousness. "Why can't you just disappear forever? Or fucking die, just like mom!" He kicks me over and over. I passed out again.
     I wake up in my hospital bed and see mom again. I don't say anything but she still gets up and walks over to me. "Mom?" She grabs my hand. "Yes sweetie." I can't move. "Help me...I can't do this anymore." She did that thing again where her face loses all expression. She squeezes my hand and starts screaming again. This time it's something different. "Why can't you just disappear forever!? Why can't you just disappear forever!?" I started screaming. She wouldn't stop screaming or squeezing my wrist. "Mom! Stop!" I wake up to a knock on my door. "Hey shut the fuck up, will ya?" Jackson is always the best with good mornings. Now that I'm awake, I can feel all the bruises. Everything hurts. I manage to stand up. I take 2 ibuprofen and sit on my bed. My alarm clock reads "6:18". Shit. Dad opens my door. "Hey fuck-tard. I got you makeup. Cover that shit up." He looked me up and down. "Where the fuck did you get that shirt? I didn't buy you that. You're not allowed to wear v-necks! I don't need my daughter dressing like a whore." Jackson yells from the hall "she is a whore." Dad walks up to me. "Where did you get it?" I look down and avoid all eye contact. "Tyler bought it for me last night." "Oh, so he's dressing you like a whore? Did you guys fuck too, huh?" "No daddy!" Dad grabs my face "look at me and say it." "we didn't." He pushes me head back. "Good. Now get your ass ready for school." He walks out and yells from the hall, "make sure to cover up with makeup."
Jackson surprisingly took me to school. Of course it was the normal, play music super loud, smoke, and ignore my existence. We pulled up to the school and I asked Jackson, "are you gonna be able to take me home?" He pulls a cigarette out of his pocket. "Nah, I got practice after school." He lights his cigarette, "well how am I supposed to get home?" He blows the smoke in my face. "I don't know, ask a friend." He sits for a second then chuckles, "oh that's right, you don't have any." I roll my eyes and get out of the car. He was right. I don't have any friends. Nobody likes me. I start walking into the school and Sandra Kiefer grabs my hair and yanks it so hard. I shriek in pain and turn around. "What the fuck Sandra?" Behind her I see her boy toy, Justin, and her best friend, tori. I already know they're here to torment me. "Oh my god guys, it talks!" They all laugh after Sandra's words. I roll my eyes, how original. I don't have time for this. I turn around and walk away. Then I saw him. Travis was talking to Nancy turner but as soon as I noticed him, he noticed me. He saw that as an opportunity to walk up to me. "Hey gorgeous. About the other night.." I kept walking, completely ignoring Travis. Of course he didn't get the hint and continued walking with me. "I don't know who that guy that he was interrupting our special time. What an ass." I walk up to my locker and open it to block Travis's face. I reach into my locker when Travis slams the door shut on my fingers. I scream so loud, the whole hallway got quiet. "You wanna listen to me now, huh bitch?" Travis is screaming in my ears. My fingers are literally inside my locker and the door is closed. I can hardly focus on what he is saying, I am in so much pain. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are ignoring me." Then I hear a voice I know all too well, "Yeah, kick her ass Travis." Of course Jackson has to get involved. Jackson walks up to the locker and laughs. "Damn, you got her good, what's this about?" Everyone in the hallways was already watching. Some even had their phones out, recording. And of course this mother fucker entertains them all with his next comment. "Yeah, so we fucked the other night and she just kept calling and texting me like I actually cared about her." Tears rolled down my face, I was in so much pain. I stomped on Travis foot, "suck a dick Travis." He jumped up and put his face so close to mine. "Oh now you've really done it. You wanna help me Jackson?" "You know it buddy." Travis kicked my stomach. I fall as much as I can with my fingers still stuck in the door. Jackson punches me right in the eye and everything blacks out.
I wake up in the nurses office. I look around for a second and then the nurse walks over. "Hey honey, you're awake. Can you hear me?" I manage to mumble "uh huh." She then asks the dumbest question ever, "are you feeling any pain?" Who even hired this lady? I mumble "uh huh" again. She asks me where I'm feeling pain. Uh literally everywhere. "My stomach...my fingers...and my...eye.." big breaths between each phrase because I felt like I couldn't breath. The nurse just shakes her head and walks away to go do god knows what. I sit up on the bed. God, my ribs hurt so bad. I look down at my fingers, there were huge bandages on both my hands. They hurt like hell. The nurse runs over, "you can't be sitting up dear! Please lay back down!" I do as she says, I have nowhere else to be. "Open up." I look confused for a second but then she shows me the pills she's gonna give me and I realize I don't have hands to do this myself. I open my mouth and she places two pills on my tongue. She pulls out a bottle of water and pours a little bit of water in my mouth. I swallow the pills and take a huge breath. Why do my lungs feel like they're the size of a pin? "Alright now honey, you just rest for a bit, okay?" I hear the nurses door open and dad walks in. "Oh there she is! She's okay right?" The nurse walks over to dad. "Yes sir, she has a black eye and a couple broken fingers though. I'm not sure why they sent her here instead of the hospital but you can take her home now." I heard the nurse continue to talk to my dad, who of course was trying to act like he cared. After a minute the nurse walks up to me and pulls me into a wheelchair. "I can walk you know?" "Are you sure dear?" I nod at her and she lifts me off the chair. Dad grabs my hand to help me stay balanced. "Thank you." Dad says to the nurse. She smiles, "I hope everything gets better for you dear." Dad opens the nurses door and helps me out. We walk to the car in silence. He wasn't yelling at me, which was weird. When we get to the parking lot dad let's go of me and I nearly fall. I manage to limp to the car. Jack-ass was in the front seat so I had to get in the back. When I opened the door, Jackson turned his music up. Dad gets in and starts driving. Nobody said anything the whole ride home. Once we get home, I manage to wobble into the house and I plop on to the couch. Dad walks over and stares at me. "So. You wanna explain what that was about?" I look at dad, "what do you mean?" Here it comes, he starts yelling. "What the fuck do you mean what do I mean? I mean how comes Travis and Jackson told me you been sleeping around with everybody!" I manage to sit up, "it's not true daddy! They lied to you!" Dad takes a step closer, "I didn't raise a whore. So you better keep it in your pants!" "Yeah, you're right, you didn't raise a whore. You didn't raise me at all! You sit around and drink beer and watch tv all day like a lazy ass!" I manage to stand up while I yelled back at dad. For the first time ever, I was able to stand up to dad. Of course it was only seconds before I was beat to the ground again. Dad grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up. I struggled. I hit back this time, I hit his chest, I kicked his legs but he wouldn't put me down. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to! I am your father and you will treat me with respect."I slapped dad in the face and he threw me to the ground. I noticed Jackson standing at the doorway. He looked kinda scared and went upstairs. Dad gets on top of me and grabs my neck again. "I raised you to be a respectful woman who respects her father, I do everything for you and you repay me by sleeping around with a bunch of guys behind my back?" I hit dad continuously. I kick as hard as I can but he doesn't budge. I could barely breathe. My face turned red. "You will treat me with respect, do you understand!?" With the last bit of breath I had I managed to squeal the word out of my mouth, "Yes." Dad let's go and I struggle to catch my breath. I take in so many breaths to fill up my lungs again. Dad got up and walked away. I stood up and decided, I've had enough of this.