Crappy Life

Rainbow's POV

I nervously walked downstairs, to the kitchen. Scootaloo held my hand for support. I felt better with her there.

"Hey Mom." I called, my voice at bit shaky. Mom was getting ready to leave to go get breakfast.

"Yes?" she asked. I saw her smile fade away. I bet she saw how nervous I was. I had angry butterflies in my stomach.

"Your cheek is swelling a bit." She touched my right cheek, and I yelled in pain. She quickly took her hand away and apologized.

"How hard did you hit your cheek on the truck door?"

"Well that's the thing. I didn't exactly hit it on the door. It was Dad."

"You ran into Dad?"

"Not exactly. He slapped me." I said, nervously.

"He slapped you?!" she asked, seriously.

"Yeah. It's not a big deal."

"Not a big deal? NOT A BIG DEAL?! THIS IS A VERY BIG DEAL!" she shouted.

"Please don't tell." I begged her.

"I have too."

"No! Please! He'll beat me to death."

"That's more the reason to report him." she picked up the phone and dialed 9-1-1. My knees went weak. I fell down to the ground and sobbed. I was gonna get it good. Hopefully I wasn't going to get any broken bones. Scootaloo knelt down by me. She hugged me tightly, as I sobbed into her shoulder.

Scootaloo's POV

I let Rainbow sob into my shoulder. I didn't care my shirt was getting wet. She finally told Mom and I was proud of her.

"It'll be okay." I whispered into her ear. She sobbed louder. As Mom got off of the phone, the door opened and shut. Oh no. Dad. He wasn't at his new job. Oh crap! He just went grocery shopping.

"What's going on here?" he asked, calmly.

"Don't act like you don't know." Mom said back, angrily.

"What did I do?" he asked, trying to act innocent.

"What did you do? WHAT DID YOU DO?! LOOK AT YOUR DAUGHTER! THE SIDES OF HER FACE ARE FUCKING BLACK AND BLUE! DONT ACT LIKE YOU DONT KNOW!" she shouted at him.

"It's not my fault she's an idiot!" he said to her loudly.

"Scootaloo. Run. Run!" Rainbow shouted to me. I ran upstairs. Dad was coming towards us.

Rainbow's POV

Scootaloo went upstairs. I was still on the ground. Dad kicked me as hard as he could, and I held my stomach. He kept kicking me. He didn't care that Mom was home and she saw. She tried to stop him, but he punched her and knocked her out.

I stood up. He punched me in the arm and my mouth. Thankfully I still had all of my teeth. I was in the worst pain of my life. Then he picked me up by my shirt and threw me on the ground. He kicked me several more times, mostly in the head. I bet he wanted me to die.

Just then we heard sirens and our door opened. It was the cops. Thank God. They handcuffed Dad, and he was taken away. I was still on the ground. It hurt to move. He kicked me in the head, and I was seeing things in threes. I felt tired.

"Rainbow!" I heard someone scream. She cried.

"Don't cry Scoots. I'll be okay." I said. Some blood came out of my mouth. She called 9-1-1. Then everything went black, as I closed my eyes.

Scootaloo's POV

I called 9-1-1, and an ambulance arrived in 10 minutes. They took Mommy and Dash, and were put in the back of the truck. I explained to the paramedic what happened. I felt like this was my fault. I prayed to God that they would be okay.