It's the last week of school and Mum is coming in today for her appointment with my counsellor. I'm not looking forward to it.
"Lauren, are you alright? You seem more on edge than usual" He said. How does he always know how I'm feeling?
"Yeah, I'm fine" I said. He didn't seem convinced, but he nodded anyway.
"Oh yeah, my Mum's out of town for the next 3 weeks, so if at any point you need to come round, feel free" He said.
"I will, thanks Jack" I replied.
"For what?" He asked.
"For always being there, you're a great friend" I said. He smiled, I hugged him then walked to my counsellor, I get out of my last lesson because of this meeting.

I walked in to the counsellors office and my Mum was already there.
"Ah Lauren, you're here, take a seat" My counsellor, Jenny said. I sat down.
"Okay, I'm gonna skip straight to it. She's suicidal, you MUST keep and eye on her for the summer." Jenny said to Mum. I just laughed, she wont keep an eye on me, she'll be glad when I'm gone.
"I will, she's safe with me" She replied. Ha, whatever.
"Well, I guess this meeting's pretty much over now. Thank you for coming in." Jenny said, she and Mum shook hands and then we left.
"Just you wait until your Father hears about this, you ungrateful child." She whispered to me. My blood ran cold and all the colour drained from my face. I was terrified of what's going to happen. I got in the passenger seat of my Mums car and we began the drive back. Part of me begged for a miracle, but I knew that I had to take this 'punishment'.

We got back and I walked in as slowly as I could. Mum shouted for Dad to come down the the kitchen.
"What's she done now?" He sighed.
"She's suicidal, her counsellor told me. How ungrateful" Mum replied.
"And why do you feel like this?" He said.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you treat me like your personal slave and punching bag. I'm your fucking daughter, how do you manage to treat me like this?" I replied.
"We treat you like this because we wanted a fucking son!" Dad shouted, pushing me, so my back hit the cupboard handle, it winded me and I fell to the floor. He kept hitting, kicking and punching me until I was black and blue and bleeding all over. He and Mum then left the house without another word.

For the next 2 hours, I just led there on the floor in complete agony not able to move, until I remembered what Jack said about his Mum being gone. I managed to get my phone out of my pocket and I dialled his number.
"Hey Lauren!" He said.
"Jack, I need you to come get me in your car, now." I choked out.
"Lauren, what happened?" He asked.
"Don't ask questions, just do it, if the door's locked there's a key under the mat" I said. I was sobbing by the end of saying that.
"I'll be there in 5" He said, then hung up. I just led on the floor sobbing until he got here.

5 minutes felt like 5 hours until he got here.
"Oh my gosh, Lauren, what happened?" He asked.
"Get me to yours before they get back. Please." I begged. He helped me walk to his car and we sped back to his. He then carried me up to his room and disappeared for a minute and came back with a medical kit. He bandaged me up in silence while I continued to cry.
"Okay, now you have to tell me what happened." He said. I took a deep breath.
"My parents hate me, they wanted a boy and were pissed off when they got me instead. They make me do all the cooking and cleaning and if I don't do a job properly, I get hit, if I speak out of turn, I get hit, if I answer back or I'm rude towards a family member, I get hit. But this is the worst its ever been" I said.
"What caused this one?" He asked.
"They found out from my counsellor that I'm suicidal" I said.
"Oh Lauren, that's absolutely terrible. Is there anything that I can do to help?" He asked.
"Unfortunately, no. I'm stuck there until I'm 18 and they kick me out." I said.
"That's terrible" He said.
"I know" I replied.

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