"GO UPSTAIRS AND DO YOUR HOMEWORK!" He yelled.
YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER! I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU!" I yelled back.
He then slaps me like always and I fell onto the floor.
"I SAID GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK!"
"NO!" I cried.
He then took off his belt and started whipping me with it. I started to scream in pain. I did the only thing I could do. I tripped him. When he fell to the ground I tried to get up to run away, but he grabbed my leg and pulled me to him.
"LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TEACH YOU TO LISTEN BETTER!"
"NO!" I cried.
He got on top of my and tried to pull down my pants. I was struggling and he slapped me.
"STAY STILL BRAT!"
I kicked him in the nuts. He rolled to the side holding his crotch. I got up and ran down the stairs and out the door. My mom was at work so she couldn't help me. She never helps me anyway. She always believed Bobby not me. So I just ran. I was running to the one of the people that I knew would help me.
~~~~~WAIT~~~~~
I'm getting in head of myself. You are probably wondering what is going on. Well let me catch you up. My name is Stacy Hardy. I live with my mother Pam Johnson. You see my mom and my dad Gil Hardy dated 17 years ago and out of their love came me. Well mom and dad did break up after a while. I lived with my mom and my dad would come visit me every day after work. My brother's Matt and Jeff have known about me ever since I was 5. My dad didn't tell them sooner because he was afraid of them not understanding the situation. When they found out they were so happy to have a baby sister. Before they went to the WWE they visited me every other day and now it's like once a week for Matt since he is so busy. For Jeff it's like every 2 days since he was fired from the WWE. Anyway my mom later married a drunk named Bobby and he always hits me. This time I couldn't take it anymore and so I am running to my brother Jeff's house.
~~~Back to the present~~~
After 1 hour of running I made it to Jeff's house. I knocked on the door fast and hard.
"JEFF, LET ME IN PLEASE." I cried.
The door opened, but it wasn't Jeff. It was Beth. She looked at my bruised face and the tears running down my face.
"Oh my God. Stacy what happened?" Beth gasped.
"Bobby attacked me." I cried.
"Oh Stacy." Beth said sadly as she led me into the house.
She sat me down on the couch.
"I'm going to go get Jeff. He's upstairs." Beth said as she ran upstairs.
Jeff was taking a nap in his bedroom and Liger was on the bed with him. Beth walked to Jeff's side and shook him.
"Jeff wake up" Beth said.
"Hmmm?" Jeff asked sleepily.
Jeff started to go back to sleep
"JEFF GET YOUR ASS UP NOW" Beth ordered.
"Go away Beth I'm sleeping."
Beth then pushed Jeff off the bed.
"What the." Jeff said.
"Jeff get up. Your sister is here. Bobby attacked her."
"What?!?!" He said as he stood up.
Since he already was dressed he ran downstairs. He saw me on the couch. I had my legs bent to my chest and my arms around them and I was rocking back and forth. My head was on my knees.
"Oh sis" Jeff said sadly.
I looked up at him. My face was wet from crying and my face was black and blue. Jeff ran to me and held me. I yelped when his arm touched my back. He lifted up my shirt to look at my back. He saw the belt marks.
"THAT BASTARD!" Jeff said angrily.
"Jeff he tried to rape me" I cried looking into his eyes.
" WHAT?!?! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" He yelled
"It hurts Jeff. It hurts so bad." I cried.
Jeff's angry face softened and he squeezed my hand.
"I know baby sis. Stay right here. I am going to get you some ice packs." Jeff said.
I nodded and he got up. He walked to the kitchen and got some ice packs from the freezer. He walked to me and had me lay down on my belly. He put 2 ice packs on my back. He then got on his knees in front of me. He took my hand in his.
"Please don't make me go back Jeff." I cried.
"You're not going back sis. I won't let that happen," Jeff whispered.
"I'm scared."
"Don't be scared sis he won't hurt you ever again." Jeff said. "Close you eyes and get some rest okay?"
I nodded as he kissed my cheek. I closed my eyes and fell fast asleep. Jeff on the other hand called our dad at work.
"Hello?" Our dad answered.
"Dad its Jeff."
"Hey son. What's up?"
"Stacy's here. Bobby attacked her."
"What?!? Is she alright?" Dad asked concerned.
"Her face is very bruised and she has belt marks all over her back. She's in bad shape dad. She told me he tried to rape her"
"Damn him ok first I want you to call the police and have them arrest Bobby. I'm going to take off work and I'll be there in 20 minutes."
"Okay dad."
They hung up. Jeff called the police and they were on their way. Jeff then called Matt and told him everything. Matt was very angry with what Bobby did to me and he said he was going to come home early to be with me. The police arrived and Jeff woke me up. I answered their questions and showed them my back and face. As soon as they were leaving my dad walked in the door. I ran to him and he held me. It hurt because his arms were grabbing onto my back, but I didn't care as long as my dad was there to protect me. He pulled me back and looked at my face. He gently rubbed it.
"Let me see your back sweetie." My dad said gently.
I turned around and he lifted up my shirt and he saw the marks.
"THAT DAMN ASSHOLE!" My dad said angrily.
I turned and looked at him with tears rolling down my face.
"Why me daddy? Why did this have to happen to me? What did I do to deserve this?" I cried.
YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER! I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU!" I yelled back.
He then slaps me like always and I fell onto the floor.
"I SAID GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK!"
"NO!" I cried.
He then took off his belt and started whipping me with it. I started to scream in pain. I did the only thing I could do. I tripped him. When he fell to the ground I tried to get up to run away, but he grabbed my leg and pulled me to him.
"LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TEACH YOU TO LISTEN BETTER!"
"NO!" I cried.
He got on top of my and tried to pull down my pants. I was struggling and he slapped me.
"STAY STILL BRAT!"
I kicked him in the nuts. He rolled to the side holding his crotch. I got up and ran down the stairs and out the door. My mom was at work so she couldn't help me. She never helps me anyway. She always believed Bobby not me. So I just ran. I was running to the one of the people that I knew would help me.
~~~~~WAIT~~~~~
I'm getting in head of myself. You are probably wondering what is going on. Well let me catch you up. My name is Stacy Hardy. I live with my mother Pam Johnson. You see my mom and my dad Gil Hardy dated 17 years ago and out of their love came me. Well mom and dad did break up after a while. I lived with my mom and my dad would come visit me every day after work. My brother's Matt and Jeff have known about me ever since I was 5. My dad didn't tell them sooner because he was afraid of them not understanding the situation. When they found out they were so happy to have a baby sister. Before they went to the WWE they visited me every other day and now it's like once a week for Matt since he is so busy. For Jeff it's like every 2 days since he was fired from the WWE. Anyway my mom later married a drunk named Bobby and he always hits me. This time I couldn't take it anymore and so I am running to my brother Jeff's house.
~~~Back to the present~~~
After 1 hour of running I made it to Jeff's house. I knocked on the door fast and hard.
"JEFF, LET ME IN PLEASE." I cried.
The door opened, but it wasn't Jeff. It was Beth. She looked at my bruised face and the tears running down my face.
"Oh my God. Stacy what happened?" Beth gasped.
"Bobby attacked me." I cried.
"Oh Stacy." Beth said sadly as she led me into the house.
She sat me down on the couch.
"I'm going to go get Jeff. He's upstairs." Beth said as she ran upstairs.
Jeff was taking a nap in his bedroom and Liger was on the bed with him. Beth walked to Jeff's side and shook him.
"Jeff wake up" Beth said.
"Hmmm?" Jeff asked sleepily.
Jeff started to go back to sleep
"JEFF GET YOUR ASS UP NOW" Beth ordered.
"Go away Beth I'm sleeping."
Beth then pushed Jeff off the bed.
"What the." Jeff said.
"Jeff get up. Your sister is here. Bobby attacked her."
"What?!?!" He said as he stood up.
Since he already was dressed he ran downstairs. He saw me on the couch. I had my legs bent to my chest and my arms around them and I was rocking back and forth. My head was on my knees.
"Oh sis" Jeff said sadly.
I looked up at him. My face was wet from crying and my face was black and blue. Jeff ran to me and held me. I yelped when his arm touched my back. He lifted up my shirt to look at my back. He saw the belt marks.
"THAT BASTARD!" Jeff said angrily.
"Jeff he tried to rape me" I cried looking into his eyes.
" WHAT?!?! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!" He yelled
"It hurts Jeff. It hurts so bad." I cried.
Jeff's angry face softened and he squeezed my hand.
"I know baby sis. Stay right here. I am going to get you some ice packs." Jeff said.
I nodded and he got up. He walked to the kitchen and got some ice packs from the freezer. He walked to me and had me lay down on my belly. He put 2 ice packs on my back. He then got on his knees in front of me. He took my hand in his.
"Please don't make me go back Jeff." I cried.
"You're not going back sis. I won't let that happen," Jeff whispered.
"I'm scared."
"Don't be scared sis he won't hurt you ever again." Jeff said. "Close you eyes and get some rest okay?"
I nodded as he kissed my cheek. I closed my eyes and fell fast asleep. Jeff on the other hand called our dad at work.
"Hello?" Our dad answered.
"Dad its Jeff."
"Hey son. What's up?"
"Stacy's here. Bobby attacked her."
"What?!? Is she alright?" Dad asked concerned.
"Her face is very bruised and she has belt marks all over her back. She's in bad shape dad. She told me he tried to rape her"
"Damn him ok first I want you to call the police and have them arrest Bobby. I'm going to take off work and I'll be there in 20 minutes."
"Okay dad."
They hung up. Jeff called the police and they were on their way. Jeff then called Matt and told him everything. Matt was very angry with what Bobby did to me and he said he was going to come home early to be with me. The police arrived and Jeff woke me up. I answered their questions and showed them my back and face. As soon as they were leaving my dad walked in the door. I ran to him and he held me. It hurt because his arms were grabbing onto my back, but I didn't care as long as my dad was there to protect me. He pulled me back and looked at my face. He gently rubbed it.
"Let me see your back sweetie." My dad said gently.
I turned around and he lifted up my shirt and he saw the marks.
"THAT DAMN ASSHOLE!" My dad said angrily.
I turned and looked at him with tears rolling down my face.
"Why me daddy? Why did this have to happen to me? What did I do to deserve this?" I cried.
