Lucy returns home with her stepfather, who, as she’d predicted, beats the shit out of her, and all the bravery she felt earlier gets kicked away…
Lucy: I can’t can’t
He’s hurting me. He kicks my shin like a little girl, only he has on steel-toed boots, and I collapse. Now he kicks my in the stomach. If I throw up, he’ll make me eat it for all I know. If I throw up, he’ll definitely beat the shit out of me.
He’s already
Holding my knees to my chest, biting my lip so I don’t scream, I wonder how far it is to my backpack, and can I make it, and if I do can I pull out the scissors I stole from the school nurse, and can I stab him and stop him from ever beating me again?
Can I can I
I can’t can’t
Have to
Be strong
Not wimp
Out
Can’t
Can.
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